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Let me be clear about one thing, Bose has ruined every other headphone or earphones brand out there for me with a few notable exceptions, like the Beyerdynamic DT 990 Pro or a few offerings from the Sennheiser stable, but that is a story for another time. Today, we review the Sony MDR-XB55 In-Ear Earphones, widely available - for some unfathomable reason - across many an electronics store across the city. So if you ever wanted to pick up a pair without ordering online, simply walk into your nearest Reliance Digital. <\/p>
These particular pairs of earphones, also known as Extra bass for their trademark extra base which packs quite a powerful punch even with its relatively small size, are also quite popular due to their ease of availability, but I've never actually tested them to see how they fair in a fair test. So I spent a couple of days with a pair, including taking it for my morning walk and then using it at work, the following are my very short but concise thoughts on a pair of the MDR XB55s<\/p>
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Let's begin by talking about the build quality. While there is a certain amount of plastic feeling to the design of the earphones, on closer inspection you find that it is much sturdier than it looks and can withstand a lot of punishment, which makes it ideal to use in the gym should you decide to do so. The connecting wire that finishes with a shiny and tipped 3.5mm jack is not braided or sufficiently protected, however, and feels quite flimsy. <\/p>
The sound quality itself is decent, it gets worse depending on the type of genres you prefer to listen to, it is great for anything with a fantastic bass line in it. which brings us to the main event, the bass itself. <\/p>
I do not know which genius it was to suggest to earphone companies that everyone was into bass these days, was this the result of their extensive market analysis and research where they saw kids today listening to EDM only. Whatever the case, the result of them putting 'extra bass' on the advertisement and cover seems to have worked with people flocking to buy the thing in the first place, but how confident does the resistance feel?<\/p>
For all their show and bravado, the bass is pretty decent and the clears are clear enough to hear the lyrics being sung quite clearly. The base is not great, but it gets the job done. You won't be disturbed in public areas, that is for sure. <\/p>"},{"type":"img","id":"img-uid-1508579895945","data":"59eb1c4637966"},{"type":"txt","id":"rich_1508579897958","data":"
Overall, Sony MDR-XB55 is a great pair of earphones that manages to be well rounded while not feeling cheap. Buying this on sale is the smartest thing you can do, but after that, it is open season. There are better earph0nes to get at higher prices if you decided to buy this anyway at its original price of 2.1 thousand change, so wait for a sale. <\/p>
In conclusion, I'd say make this your starting piece in a collection worthy of making everyone jealous. Click here to buy! <\/a><\/p>"}]
I'm ashamed to say that I didn't know who Nain Singh Rawat was until today, when Google made a doodle in his honour and put it on their homepage. <\/p>
Nain Singh Rawat was an Indian explorer born in the 19th century, on this day, October 21, 1830. He would grow up in the foothills of the Himalayas, looking up at the mountains and making friends in the area until one day, when he was 25 years old he would be contracted by German Explorers to map and explore much of the Himalayas, both the foothills and the greater Himalayas above them. <\/p>"},{"type":"img","id":"img-uid-1508576340068","data":"59eb0f12a561f"},{"type":"txt","id":"rich_1508576341643","data":"
And explore he did, Rawat is credited with mapping the trade routes between India and Tibet, much of the course of the Brahmaputra, as well as accurately mapping and discovering the co-ordinates of Lhasa, which remains the second most populous city in Tibet to this day. <\/p>
Rawat became good friends with the Tibetans, which in turn allowed him access to their resources and help for when he decided that the mountains were his calling. After working for the two German cartographers at the age of 25, Rawat went on to undertake many more cartography missions for the British government, braving the unforgiving snows, heights and air the greater Himalayas. <\/p>"},{"type":"img","id":"img-uid-1508576718481","data":"59eb0f3885333"},{"type":"txt","id":"rich_1508576720267","data":"
I should add, there are no amount of pictures or descriptions that you can see or read to tell you just simply how magnificent the Himalayas are. One has to see it with their own two eyes, one has to be humbled in the face of sheer awe. There are no amount of pictures that will prepare you to see the Himalayas for the very first time, it is one of those very few things in life that will leave you completely awestruck when you actually see it for yourself.<\/p>
And in mountains like these, men like Rawat ran around as if it was their business to map every inch of the mountain ranges. Rawat himself braved insane weather conditions, mortal peril and things worse than death just because he loved the mountains. That is something very inspiring. <\/p>
Read his Wikipedia entry by clicking here,<\/a> lot of interesting information in there. <\/p>"}]
These are some of the places where you can sit peacefully and study and off-course enjoy. <\/p>"},{"type":"img","id":"img-uid-1508509283165","data":"59ea0408d03fd"},{"type":"img","id":"img-uid-1508509510257","data":"59ea04af8660b"},{"type":"img","id":"img-uid-1508510363406","data":"59ea0808ee8ad"},{"type":"img","id":"img-uid-1508510392261","data":"59ea082f10bfc"},{"type":"img","id":"img-uid-1508510965566","data":"59ea0a6e451ce"}]
I have read this book called 'Gone Girl' this holidays and I have no doubt that in a year's time I'm going to be saying that this is my favorite novel of 2017.\n<\/p>\n","id":"1508513431124","type":"txt"},{"data":"
This man Nick Dunne looses his girl. So, BOOM. GONE GIRL. I am not going to be spoiler because you are going to curse me from depths of your heart if I reveal even a bit of the story. <\/p>\n","id":"1508513431124","type":"txt"},{"data":"59ea104c3359e","id":"1508513431125","type":"img"},{"data":"
So when I started reading it was pretty good but when I was entering the story it was kind of getting boring because of the police cases. The story was kind of slow I felt I was riding a bullock cart. But Gillian Flynn, a brilliantly accomplished psychological crime writer took away my blind folds and made me realize I was never riding a bullock cart but I was riding a super speed roller coaster which was climbing up and now I am on the top of the roller coaster. Aaaaaah!!!!! \n<\/p>\n","id":"1508513431125","type":"txt"},{"data":"59ea114dab183","id":"1508513431125","type":"img"},{"data":"
Excellent. Flynn is a fabulous plotter. You think you are reading a good, conventional thriller and it grows into a fascinating potrait of one averagely mismatched relationship. It does not have many twists but has the perfect ones to keep you reading. Flynn has created a gripping tale and a page-turner. \n<\/p>\n","id":"1508513431125","type":"txt"},{"data":"59ea13ce014e5","id":"1508513431126","type":"img"},{"data":"
You will beg others to read it so you can discuss it with them. I bet it. Read it and stay single. <\/p>\n","id":"1508513431126","type":"txt"},{"data":"59ea150b58d41","id":"1508513431126","type":"img"}]
Is it time to wake up? <\/p>
Why should I wake up? <\/p>
Oh! I look so ugly too.<\/p>
Bling! Oh, Did anyone message me? <\/p>
No, just the group chat meme <\/p>
How about some exercise today? <\/p>
Maybe I'll be thinner someday?<\/p>
I'll sleep again, I don't want to do anything<\/p>
Maybe a YouTube video? Yea<\/p>
Another one? Oh yea <\/p>
Just one more, please. Go ahead <\/p>
What did I do since morning? <\/p>
Oh, I should start studying <\/p>
What should I study? <\/p>
Oh I wish I needn't<\/p>
Only if I got placed earlier<\/p>
Only if I did better<\/p>
Only if I worked harder! <\/p>
Didn't I? Didn't I? <\/p>
I did <\/p>
Then why? Why? Why? <\/p>
Only if I could change the past... But what would I? <\/p>
Shhussh! Enough already!<\/p>
What has been done, has been done. Don't repeat the same mistake, I tell myself. <\/p>
The mind gets it. But does the heart? <\/p>
Poor creature, it only knows how to feel<\/p>
Feel the pain, feel the failure, feel the hardness of the world. <\/p>
Heavy, fallen down, too difficult to get up... <\/p>
<\/p>
It used to be lighter\u2026 happier...<\/p>
Living in the moment, with no future or the past<\/p>
With no should haves or must-dos<\/p>
No regrets no tension <\/p>
It used to fly in the dreams of the unknown land, swim in the oceans of beautiful stories<\/p>
It used to rush in the wind, play in the sky!<\/p>
Oh those days! <\/p>
Those days when laughter was everywhere. On the way to school, in the playground, on the dining table among brothers and sisters! <\/p>
It was easy to find happiness.. in the smallest of things, in the hidden chocolates, crazy drawings, colorful balloons and brown cakes!<\/p>
The heart grew older, but happiness could still be found, in the bike rides, time spent with sisters, first year of college<\/p>
Then why is it so difficult now?<\/p>
Where did it go? <\/p>
Maybe I should call someone and ask? <\/p>
Exams, deadline, party, sleeping..<\/p>
Oh everyone is busy... <\/p>
Anyways how would they know about my lost happiness? <\/p>
I talk to myself, I sing to myself, I repeat stuff to myself. I remind myself to smile. I remind myself to laugh. I remind myself to let go. <\/p>
I keep reminding myself. <\/p>
I keep reminding myself to live. <\/p>
Live the life.<\/p>
Eat! Jog! Run! Read! Laugh!<\/p>
Stay happy<\/p>
Stay smiling. <\/p>
Yes, You can. <\/p>
You can try to be happy. <\/p>
Being happy is not a task. I say.<\/p>
And I finally sleep saying \"That's the first task I'll do tomorrow!\" and repeat the same thing.<\/p>"}]
LEXIS CLUB\n'' A soul without Literature is a room without window '' <\/p>\n
A Fingerling club inaugurated on 14 August 2012, under the umbrella of student activity cell of CMR Technical Campus, is a literary club. One a kind, after which many other clubs started mushrooming, like no other to satisfy the insatiable zeal of young minds who want to grow and learn in the world. \nLexis Club aims to work on the three c’s: Competence, creativity and confidence. With the intent to hone the skills of the students, to develop and inculcate the knowledge of the rules governing English language and its use in communication was the club formed. This endeavour helps to produce able, efficient and confident professionals of tomorrow. Lexis Club has been the arena for many a student to build their persona and confidence, a holistic approach. During its five gratifying years, the club has organized, conducted, and participated in a plethora of events ranging from college fests to national events and competitions.\nDuring its tentative years, the lexians bagged the winner’s trophy at Hindu E-Plus Challenge for two years consecutively. Also every year, the Lexians also conduct the Literary fest of the college. The students also are active participants of the BITS Pilani Hyderabad literary fests and other such literary fest organized by various colleges. The Club also actively coordinates national events like the Sardar Vallabhai’s Birth Anniversary and Republic Day National Level Essay Writing competitions. Also the club organizes several workshops on personality development and character building with the recent being conducted by Mr. David Theobald, Senior Executive at the British Council. This type of hands- on experience is what the club is trying to provide its members, giving them an edge over the populace.<\/p>\n","id":"1505057561924","type":"txt"},{"data":"","id":"1505057561926","type":"txt"},{"data":"59b5593c64e74","id":"1505057561926","type":"img"},{"data":"","id":"1505057561926","type":"txt"},{"data":"59b55942bafc7","id":"1505057561926","type":"img"},{"data":"","id":"1505057561926","type":"txt"},{"data":"59b5594db573d","id":"1505057561926","type":"img"},{"data":"","id":"1505057561926","type":"txt"},{"data":"59b55955845aa","id":"1505057561926","type":"img"}]
Once upon a time, there lived a wise old monk living in a cool and arid cave on the foothills of the Himalayas. The locals in the nearby village thought him ageless, no doubt wise from his decades of meditating and fasting. They went to him with their troubles, often being denied the opportunity to meet the monk due to his meditative cycles, the lucky few who managed to speak with him received boundless wisdom and returned as changed men, the light in their eyes shining brighter than ever before. <\/p>
Then, one day, a man found himself walking the path to the monk's cave. Walking, in this case, is kind of a stretch, considering the man kept stabbing himself repeatedly, so the 'walk' was more of a hobble; it was as if he was both walking on hot coals and dragging his feet and leaving a trail of blood behind him. The locals called him Sir Stabs-A-Lot, his second favourite hobby was complaining about children running away in terror from him, the first one being stabbing himself, of course. <\/p>
Sir Stabs-A-Lot's stars shone particularly bright on this day as he made it to the monk's cave just in time for the monk to stir from his meditative trance. The monk took a deep breath, the metallic tang of blood in the air was unmistakable, a monk knows these things. <\/p>
\"Do you require healing?\", the monk asks, eying our valiant Sir Stabs-A-Lot warily. <\/p>
\"Wha- No! I'm perfectly fine this way,\" he says, nodding towards the freshly made cut on his bicep, \"I actually needed some advice on how to stop people from asking me to stop stabbing myself.\"<\/p>
\"And why do you not want people to tell you not to stab yourself,\" said the man who believed -up until now- that he had infinite patience. <\/p>
\"Because, Oo Learned Monk, my way of life is in danger. Stabbing myself is the best way to ensure my children will one day have great memories of their father bleeding out all over the living room carpet. Isn't that great? They probably won't have enough money to pay for therapy when they get older though,\" begins Stabs-A-Lot earnestly, \"I want to tell these people to back off and mind their own business, who are they to tell me my self-inflicted wounds are harmful to everyone around us? They only remember it when I'm doing it! I know it's harmful and all but nobody tells me what to do! If I am to go down, I'll take everyone with me!\" <\/p>
The monk stares at the man and feels a profound sense of disbelief, \"So you know that stabbing yourself is bad for you, you know you're probably giving your children lifelong health issues, and yet you refuse to stop inflicting wounds upon yourself?\"<\/p>
The man nodded enthusiastically, \"That's absolutely right!\"<\/p>
The monk blinks.<\/p>
\"My god,\" he breathes, \"You're an imbecile.\"<\/p>"},{"type":"img","id":"img-uid-1508486051429","data":"59e9ca107518e"},{"type":"txt","id":"rich_1508486053707","data":"
Captain Planet was my hero. Every time the show aired on Cartoon Network back in the day, I would be sitting in front of the TV, excited and intrigued in what environmental issue he would target in today's episode. It was from here that I learned the importance of preserving nature and reducing our carbon footprints, although I'd be lying if I said I followed them to the letter. <\/p>
Nonetheless, the ideals of preserving the environment were incorporated into me at a very young age, even though I haven't actively participated in environmental activism. If we kept our house clean because we did not want diseases, younger me reasoned with myself, why do we want to dirty our planet, the only one we know can support life?<\/p>
It seems the rest of the country did not get the memo.<\/p>
Breaking The Wrong Records: <\/b><\/p>
The Air Quality Index is a number that is used by agencies around the world to inform the people about the quality of the air in the city they are interested in. Known as AQI in short, it is computed by a specialised device and requires an air pollutant concentration over a specified averaging period. It is measured in three digits because the scientists and engineers that worked on this believed - and I'm speculating here - that our planet wouldn't get so bad that they would require an AQI index with 4 digits to display the output. <\/p>
I'm very proud to announce that India routinely breaks that record. Number 1 in something at last!<\/p>"},{"type":"img","id":"img-uid-1508490024769","data":"59e9bbd0e7455"},{"type":"txt","id":"rich_1508490026715","data":"
But What About...:<\/b><\/p>
I'm sick and tired of hearing the same tripe arguments over and over again. As you can see in the image above, the AQI displays 999 because it is not geared to measure anything beyond it, which is to say it is safe to assume that the actual number is in the thousands. The kind of air that gives health problems and kills people, that's where we at today. The greater tragedy is that if we merely talk about it, speak up about the issue and point out that crackers might not actually be the best of ideas, you are immediately labelled anti-national and there ends the issue. The accusor is unwilling to listen to reason and you are left staring in horror as your throat burns and your eyes sting and you have a throbbing headache thanks to the cracker smoke. <\/p>
It always comes down to Whataboutism, a tactic used by the Soviets in the Cold War era to shut down any kind of discussion without actually answering something inconvenient for them. With the advent of the digital age and the post-truth world we live in, the fallacy is back with full force, employed by people with feeble minds who cannot think beyond them or theirs. <\/p>
A defender of crackers will answer your question with another question that starts with 'But what about', and usually followed by, 'Bakri-Eid? Is that not pollution? Why do you care about it just now?' <\/p>
Yes, animal slaughter does indeed pollute the planet, but the slaughter of the animal leads to multiple people being fed from its meat, it serves a purpose. A firecracker, the noise it makes and the smoke it produces, serves no purpose except give you headaches, sore throat and itchy eyes. That is not my idea of fun and I'd be very concerned if it is yours. <\/p>"},{"type":"img","id":"img-uid-1508490806331","data":"59e9ca305bc6c"},{"type":"txt","id":"rich_1508490808282","data":"
Who Will Think Of The Children!: <\/b><\/p>
Another popular argument is that Diwali is for the kids because they deserve to have fun with crackers. I agree, kids deserve to have fun. I see 25 to 30-year-old man-childs playing with kid-sized crackers like the 10000 wala, the Lakshmi Bomb - the fuse of which they set alight while holding it in their hands - and of course who can forget the incredible intelligence of seeing a rocket zoom straight into someone's home and still continuing to set them off because it obviously can't happen again, right?<\/p>
Let me be very clear about this, if you care about children not getting to enjoy Diwali with firecrackers but don't care about kids actually developing health issues due to excessive smoke in an already polluted country, you do not care about children. Kids are just a convenient excuse for you to claim victimisation while the real victims of pollution continue to die every day. <\/p>
They Died For Our Sins:<\/b> <\/p>
I understand if one does not care what happens to the underprivileged in India, after all, we have been trained our whole life to ignore poverty and defend India on Facebook comments as if our lives depended on it. But the fact remains that 9 million people die premature deaths due to pollution every year, and among that 9 million, 92% of them come from low-income countries like ours as well as China. Which further goes on to say that the people who are dying are the poor and the underprivileged, those who cannot own cars and bikes, ACs and crackers, are dying because the privileged - in their gross display of wealth and ego - believe their actions have no consequence on the planet and you are an anti-national for even suggesting that they take responsibility. In short, the underprivileged died because people like me refused to stop polluting until it was too late. They died for my mistakes.<\/p>
While China saw 1.8 million people die due to pollution, India - the perpetual overachievers that we are - saw 2.5 million deaths due to pollution alone. Of course, in the greater scheme of things, like deaths due to road accidents, deaths due to poor infrastructure (which also causes pollution, hey-o!), deaths due to stampedes, deaths due to natural disasters, deaths due to stampede cuz we are too many people, and deaths due to communal violence, these pollution-related deaths might seem insignificant, but they make for a large number of deaths per year, enough to be alarmed and be talking about it actively. So, are we talking about it?<\/p>
Nope.<\/p>"},{"type":"img","id":"img-uid-1508491875007","data":"59e9ca7a39ea1"},{"type":"txt","id":"rich_1508491877605","data":"
What Elephant In The Room?: <\/b> <\/p>
We've gotten exceptionally good at this, haven't we? The Internet has brought people together but it has also given them a license to be stupid quite openly. Nothing wrong with that, except that sometimes stupidity can lead to malice, even though it isn't always fair to attribute malice to stupidity. The refusal to address the actual problem in the room and instead talk about everything else and reducing the discussion into accusations throwing Olympic championship has to end at all costs. No, your opinions are not yours to hold and opinions are subject to change should the logic behind why you hold that opinion is challenged, destroyed and\/or laughed at. <\/p>
Manu Joseph, the brilliant author who hates everyone, wrote in his latest book, 'Miss Laila Armed And Dangerous', that there are certain facial expressions only Indians can make. \"A train on the train tracks\", he writes, \"how!?\" <\/p>
Similarly, we are headed for a future where Indians will gasp for air and wonder, 'Unbreathable air? How?!\", and of course, even then we would be blaming our own sins, choosing instead to attack the next big boogeyman the powers that be point us towards. <\/p>
Don't Save The Planet, Save Yourself: <\/b><\/p>
The privileged can escape to countries with better air to breathe but what about the rest of us peasants? We're stuck here, in a country that is adding 1 million young 18-year-olds to its population every month for the next few years, a country in which people cannot stop self-inflicting wounds and then wonder why their kids are sick. A country that used to be a bastion of peace and harmony between communities but has become increasingly polarised because self-serving interests in various communities still believe theirs is the superior one. We went from being a country that stood side by side in times of great danger, irrespective of caste, creed, religion and stared death in the eye, to a country where we do not even know our neighbours anymore. <\/p>
To that end, I've only got one thing to say, if you want to be selfish, great, you can do your bit to save your own skin from making this planet an even more uninhabitable hellhole than it already is. Make no mistake, as long as humans are around, pollution will never stop, but the idea is to reduce our emissions as much as possible instead of adding to it. <\/p>
The argument that just because someone is already polluting the environment, you will do it too is like saying someone is already in trouble, let's end it by shooting them in the head. The natural response to trouble would be a way to solving it, not to make it worse. So why do people insist of polluting the planet even further, I will never understand. <\/p>"},{"type":"img","id":"img-uid-1508493367020","data":"59e9caa01fc90"},{"type":"txt","id":"rich_1508493369040","data":"
I'm making a formal request, please try and reduce your carbon footprint as much as you can, if not for anyone else except yours and yourself. It is all our responsibility to leave a planet that is capable of sustaining even further generations of humans and continue to reach for the stars. I'm not even sure if you'll make it all the way here, reading through this incoherent rant but please, for all our sakes, be mindful of your impact on the planet. It's the only one we have left. <\/p>
<\/p>"}]
Are you waiting for an opportunity to network,socialize and show case your talent? Then here we introduce you to a platform to exhibit and enhance your talents i.e., \"PALLAVI\" a national level breath taking cultural fest annually by 3000 students and organised by the SAC members of \"AURORA'S ENGINEERING COLLEGE\". Events like Battle of Bands,Face Painting,Dancing, prove your talents and many more are conducted to make you have a whale of a time with the life and soul of the fest being Mr. ADITHYA and Ms. DAMINI. So what are you waiting for? Come with bells on, take the passes, let your hair down and feast your eyes on the fest.<\/p>"},{"type":"img","id":"img-uid-1508479389897","data":"59e9924ccbdae"},{"type":"txt","id":"rich_1508478671421","data":"
The below mentioned events are being conducted on the fest.\nDo register for your favorite events. <\/p>
\nBATTLE OF BANDS<\/b> :- Good at bands? come and compete with other bands to get the title of \"BEST BAND\". <\/p>
Registration fee: Rs 1000\/- <\/p>
\n\nPAINTING<\/b> :- Come and paint your illustrations out to show everyone the artist in you.\nRegistration fee: Rs 100\/-<\/p>
DANCE<\/b> : Dancing alone on your favorite beat is your passion? Then do come and mesmerize us. <\/p>
SOLO DANCE :- Registration fee: Rs 100\/- <\/p>
GROUP DANCE:- Rs 500\/- (per team more than 5 members).<\/p>
FOOT LOOSE:- At least not when you dance you must feel responsible so loose your feet for the beat and dance fancy free.<\/p>
Registration fee: Rs 100\/-<\/p>
FACE PAINTING:- Think you could make better artistic, comic faces ? Then here is face painting for you.<\/p>
Registration fee: Rs 50\/-<\/p>
SHORT FILM:- Got a great story? Director? Editor? Actors? then, take a part in SHORT FILM competition.<\/p>
Registration fee: Rs 500\/- <\/p>
\n\nPROVE YOUR TALENT:- Got a talent that is not mentioned above? And you think your talent would leave us amazed, then register here to prove your talent.\nRegistration fee: Rs 100\/- \n\n<\/p>
RANGOLI:- Good at decorating the plain sand floor with colors and designs? Then Rangoli is for you. Do Register. <\/p>
Registration fee: Rs 100\/- (per person) RS 300\/- (per team i.e., more than 3 members)\n\n<\/p>
SINGING <\/p>
GROUP SINGING : Have a good group with good chorus? Then do participate in group singing. <\/p>
Registration fee: RS 400\/- (per team i.e., more than 34members) <\/p>
SOLO SINGING : Wanna be a future Michael Jackson? Waiting for an opportunity to start it on stage then this for you. <\/p>
Registration fee: Rs 100\/- <\/p>
\n\nPHOTOGRAPHY : Our eye lens could see the whole world but a good photographer behind the camera lens captures the beauty. So do participate and show us the beauty you see. <\/p>
Registration fee: Rs 100\/-\n<\/p>
SKIT : Skits are the best part of the cultural night.It might be amusing, message oriented, creative. <\/p>
Registration fee: Rs 100\/-(per person) Rs 400\/- (per team more than 4 members). <\/p>
\n\nMEHENDI : Are you artistic that you can mehendi peacocks? Brides? Or whatever you imagine! On a woman's hand? Then show it to us by participating and win a prize!<\/p>
\nRegistration fee: Rs 50\/-<\/p>
\nACTING CHALLENGE : Are you interested in acting ? then why are you waiting for.. come take up this acting challenge. Act according to the situation & prove yourself that you are the best! <\/p>
Registration fee : Rs 50\/-\n<\/p>"},{"type":"txt","id":"rich_1508478958645","data":"
\n How will a participant be benifited by attending PALLAVI?<\/b><\/p>
Its not just a certificate that we gonna give you indeed its a great platform that we are introducing you to make an impression on your talents and also get socialise.\nPRIZES FOR WINNERS : After all the stress you have been into the competition the one who won can bag the \"CASH PRIZE!\"\n <\/p>"},{"type":"txt","id":"rich_1508478974778","data":"
STUDENT CO-ORDINATORS :- <\/p>
M. Jayasree Reddy (8106983749)<\/p>
K. Dinesh Reddy (7842394442)\n<\/p>"}]
No matter how little the glow of light is, they can still light up the whole world and bring us out of our dark agonies. \nMay this Diwali play that role for you! \n<\/p>\n","id":"1508345961306","type":"txt"}]
SAVYASAACHI\t- An Inter Collegiate Management Symposium is branded as an Unique Symposium organized by the students of MBA of Sphoorthy Engineering College since 2010.\nSavyasaachi is the name of ARJUNA as he was capable of working with bow by both the hands; similarly the next generation Promising Future Managers should be multitalented and multidisciplinary to perform various functions in a global scenario.\nThe Symposium is meant for bringing out Inherent and Hidden Skills of the Students and provides a platform to prove their Skills by participating in various Events solely planned, organized and designed by the MBA Students under the guidance of Eminent faculty members of MBA Department.\nVarious events are named after Sanskrit Words to preserve our Culture namely\nUTTAMA– the Selection of Best Manager – A HR Event\nNIRDESHAKH– Designing an advertisement– A Marketing Event\nPRAARAMB – Launching a Product \nidea\/business– An Entrepreneurship Event\nKRIYAA– Business Quiz\nNIVEDANA – Paper Presentation\nNIRVRITA– Talent Hunt.\nMany more programmes are going to be held. Register here and show your talents .Once again I want to inform that certificates are issued.\nTIMINGS: 9 am to 5 pm .\nDATED ON : 23 rd October 2017.\n## All the best every one ##<\/p>\n","id":"1508338908637","type":"txt"}]
28th july '2017, that day was something different, i woke up early than usual. It was my first day of college . A new atmosphere to struggle with, to prove myself. I was a little worried about what is going to happen. Will i be able to mingle with all? Will i be able to adjust? How will the college life be... ? And the question that i can't get rid of my mind was 'How will my seniors be, will they be friendly with me ? In the midst of so many questions, i set my journey to my college. The journey started with some motivation by my mom saying ' You will have a great day '. It was a long journey on my bike, new roads where i never had a ride. I reached my college 'Institute of Aeronautical Engineering', it had a banner welcoming us, the fresher's which had these lines printed 'EDUCATION FOR LIBERATION' . I went inside and the first thing that got my attention was the plane which was right infront of me. I didn't bother myself to go interact with people moving around, maybe i wasn't ready for it. Walking up the stairs looking for a classroom, i went and sat at a place, i was told to. Many faces unknown, many people staring made me feel a bit awkward . The classes began and the lecturers came. We were asked to give our bio and that was the time when u could see everyone getting out of their own worlds and noticing the other students who were introducing themselves. Time passed by and i was still able to communicate with students who were sitting beside. In the midst of all the confusion of whether to talk with someone or just let it be, i finally had a conversation with a few mates and in no time they became my friends. Sreekar was one such person who understood me and made me come out of my loneliness. Slowly the class which had pin drop silence, had gossiping going on, girls were lost in their story telling and boys were busy with their analysis and some focused on their studies. The time elapsed like anything and the day was the beginning of a new chapter in my life. I waved my goodbye and was back on my journey back home. The day which started with so many questions ended up with me missing my college and my new friends. That day was a new experience and all i did was have a great day as my mother said...<\/p>"}]
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