Kshitiz

December-January Newsletter

Dear Sumit,

Nothing we can say or write

can ever fill the void

- Kshitiz Team

“It's so much darker when a light goes out than

it would have been if it had never shone.”

― John Steinbeck, The Winter of Our Discontent

Words are an expression of what we feel but words will never truly encompass the loss we

have suffered. What was more saddening was the unexpected jolt we had to bear as no one

anticipated that anything of this nature would occur given the fact that there wasn’t the slight-

est hint of any medical condition. However the tears need to be wiped and the smiles restored

as that is the real tribute to a loved one.

Though the New Year did not begin on a very pleasant note, we can always pray and hope that

it just gets better with time. Life will slowly come back to normal but, we will never let go of

the memories, cherished and treasured. While we understand how fragile life is, we also real-

ise the importance of making the most of the time given to us. We have a lot to look forward

to in the coming months. Our lives are going to be turned upside down and yet we need to val-

ue whatever time we get to ourselves and for friends. What helps us unwind and relax is what

we usually like to do and we promise you that this issue will surely take some stress out of your

lives. This is a special combined issue for December and January. As always we received a lot

of articles from our friends and here are a few handpicked ones.

We start with a workplace related article by ‘Kotak.’ It is followed by ‘Literally Sumit’ by

Keshav Thakur. Our popular segment ‘Auto Talk’ by ACT continues and let’s see which car he

has reviewed this time. Rahul has written a beautiful piece on loss titled ‘I’ll be there.’

‘Amaanat’ by Pratikhsa Dutta and ‘Nirbhaya’ by Tulika are based on recent happenings and

are heartfelt making them the authors of the month. Read on to find out why. Next we have

Shivam Sinha letting the pen pour out his emotions with ‘The Hollow Me and the Shallow You.

The next segment is the popular ‘Gurukool’ and answering our volley of questions is none oth-

er than Prof. Sarita D’souza. We introduce a new segment ‘Twitterati’ with this issue, check it

out and let us know what you feel about it. ’ Tejasee Pai’s ‘The Glorious Sunsets’ makes for an

interesting read. Find out what Praveen Joseph is saying ‘ Iam Over Her.’ Take to the streets of

Solapur and see why Chetan Kale can’t get enough of it in ‘Homeland High.’ Lastly we have

the recent happenings on our campus in the ‘In Thing.’

So, let go of the pain and sit back and read on.

-Team Kshitiz.

Editorial

They say, “God even loves good people.

That’s why he takes away even good human be-

ings”. Probably, this is the best explanation of Su-

mit’s demise. Even the God was not able to live

without him, and called him to heaven. Yeah, this

can be the only explanation for his death.

Sumit was a gem of a guy in every respect; a

person who had drawn childhood inspirations from

Shivaji, Gandhiji and Mother Teresa. A son any

mother would be proud of, a friend any one would

die for, a human any one could trust in.

Be it science and technology, be it politics, be

it economics, business, strategy or philosophy, he

had profuse knowledge. He had sincerely prepared

for IIT, IIM and IAS, and that was quite obvious

from his ken. He knew almost everything. Always in

touch with books and magazines in his free time, he

was a workaholic. The Scopes operations club is his

endeavour, his gift to the college.

A guy who liked to work behind the scenes;

who avoided the lime light; a bit shy, soft spoken

and the one who valued humanity: A perfect Human

Being.

For friends, Sumit was a stress buster. Always

smiling, always helping. “Ever smiling” and

“sanguine” words describe him impeccably. He nev-

er ever had any bad intentions towards any one; he

never ever wished anything bad for any one. He was

rare, he was the rarest.

We hope your soul rests in peace; you de-

served a better place than this earth Sumit. Thanks

for everything you taught me/us.

- KeshavThakur (PGP2)

“The loss of a friend is like that of a limb; time

may heal the anguish of the wound, but the loss

cannot be repaired. ”

All those young, aspiring, adventure loving

people driving hatchbacks must have at some

point of time must have felt need for better

road presence, long distance highway driving

capability, go anywhere capability, macho

looks and more space. Mahindra has launched Quanto, one of the first compact SUVs

of India keeping in mind them, combining the advantages of hatchbacks and SUVs.

With the tagline ‘live the weekend life’ Mahindra Quanto is targeted at trendy and fun

-loving people who are resource constrained (strivers as defined by Kotler) who want

go anywhere capability without compromising on value and comfort.

Quanto based on the Ingenio Platform (used in Xylo) looks like a miniature sub 4 me-

ter version of Xylo. Under the hood is mCR100,

a three-cylinder derivative of the mHawk com-

mon rail engine. It is a 1493 cc engine delivering

a power of 100BHP @3750 rpm and

240Nm@1600-2800rpm. This engine is the first

1.5l engine in the world with twin stage turbo,

first stage turbo for tractability and initial pick-up for city driving and second stage

turbo for more thrust. All this gives you the feel of driving a powerful SUV. Ground

clearance of 180 mm and 205/65 R15 tyres add to SUV characteristics.

LIVE THE WEEKEND LIFE

In the looks department Quanto scores high with aggressive front fascia, side

body claddings, Sporty roof rails and a stylish door mounted rear

Stepney.

The Quanto is available in four variants C2, C4, C6 and C 8. Power

steering and engine immobilizer is available across all models

and the top end model comes with features like ABS, airbags,

Intellipark Reverse Assist and a stylish integrated 2 DIN audio

system. It also has a Digital Drive Assist System provides useful

information like date & time, inside/outside temperature, instant

mileage etc. while on the move.

The Quanto is the only vehicle with 5 + 2 seating in the sub 4m

category. Rear and side footsteps with puddle lamps help in easy

ingress and egress. A smart feature of Quanto is three charging

points – on the Instrument Panel, on the second row, and third

row. Quanto has ample number of storage space, bottle holders

and even a foldable snack tray. It also offers comfort features like

driver seat height adjustment, driver and co-driver foldable arm-

rests and tilt steering

The compact SUV Quanto comes in 6 trendy shades, with price

ranging from Rs 6.10 lakhs to Rs 7.66 lakhs (ex-showroom Goa).

Will Quanto become a synonym for mini SUV…if it

beats Premier Rio (Quanto’s sole rival now) and the

upcoming Ford Ecosport.

A. C. T.

(PGP I)

I’ll be there

Amidst the winding maze of callous life,

You are not alone my beloved child.

Amongst the treacherous abyss of deluding life,

You never walk alone in solitude.

Tread through the never-ending paths,

With relentless will:

Wade along the rampant waters,

With ceaseless hope:

Where ever you may be;

Whatever you do;

I’ll be there with you;

Like a guiding light in utter darkness.

No melancholic tones to be played,

No sorrowful tears to be shed,

No unfruitful incantations,

No superfluous rituals:

‘Cause I am not gone ,

And I reside in you:

We are the same inseparable self;

We complete each other’s souls.

It’s the mortal self that leaves,

And the soul lingers for eternity:

So must my brave soldier, you fight along,

And win the battle of minds for you and for me.

Excerpts: Those loved ones who leave us in between this journey of life are only separated physically. They reside in us as memories and urge

us to live a glorious life that will make them proud.

Rahul Chandran(PGP I )

There is no sleep in my eyes and no rest in my mind as I hear the news of her passing away.

One who fought bravely when savagely attacked, and when battling for life in the hospital

bed. I am speechless, unable to believe the unfairness of it all. It makes me weep, like I

have lost my own kin, my own blood. I feel angry, sad,

shit scared! How different was she from me? A common

girl, ambitious, working hard towards achieving her

dreams, living her life on her own terms in the city that

we call our capital. She who on the fateful day decided

to go for a movie with a guy friend and was returning in

public transport- presumably the safest choices that

any girl makes, I will make.

For the last 2 weeks I have read innumerable articles

and blogs about this, candle light protests, political

statements. Everything just seemed like out of a Bol-

lywood movie, and quite predictably feeding the vo-

yeurism of general public. How was she raped, how

many men, what weapons used, what exactly the

wounds, everything each and everything dissected,

cross-sected and presented in our living rooms. Of

course, we wanted to hear and know everything, we

cared for her well-being, we wanted to kill/hang/

castrate the rapists. To the extent that we reached to

conclusions based on the religion, race and cast of

the criminals. Political parties supporting protestors

and blaming ruling government for the lack of security.

Yes. Everything exactly out of a movie except that there was no happy ending.

We sit debating arguing and protesting against the government, security etc. so point-

lessly I don’t even feel like talking about it. Who saves wives in their own homes from

their own husbands and in-laws? Which security will come protect the girl molested by

her own kin? Forget about extremities, so many families in our country and so many of

them well-off, compromise on food, clothes, education of their daughters to give some-

thing better to the sons. Pamper their sons in front of their daughters in small things like

giving better toys, scolding less, so many small things that make the sons realise they are

the preferred ones. It is this upbringing that we offer our children that ingrains in them

the thought that women are secondary so deeply that years of modern education or fem-

inistic debates or arguments don't wash away. A man in India no matter how ferociously

he debates for the cause of women will remain the preferred one in his own eyes. And so-

ciety does not dare blame me for stereotyping because society gives me the reason to.

Indian men are in a complicated state to-

day, frustrated and disturbed with the

prominence and success of women they

were used to and taught to subjugate for

centuries. All this violence is a vent out of

this frustration. This violence will not stop

unless there is a change in the mentality by

huge proportions.

But any such change sadly will take time,

probably generations, to come by. We

boast of a culture that encourages our men

to control their wives because treating them lovingly will be equivalent to being a

‘Joru ka Ghulam’. We instruct our daughters to dress properly because our sons are al-

lowed all kinds of voyeurism. What a great culture! We breed a society of murderers,

wife beaters, and infant killers. No less and no more than that. Pricks who avenge the

insults by their bosses by beating their wives at home, high-bred-Mercedes-driving-

Honey Singh-number-listening lads who rape the girl on street because the pretty girl

in their class rejected their ‘fraandly’ advances.

Not to mention the amusing roles that the intellectuals of our society play here.

While doling out bunches of RIPs on social networking sites they hail this death

as the one to change India!

Who in the God’s name are you fooling yourself? You think this is going to

change? You think girls would not be eve-teased, touched improperly on streets,

kidnapped, and raped by their husbands after this? Yes we protest vehemently,

vow to change but we are also (in)famously capable of moving on. Give it a

month, I can give in writing that it will only be left as an incident, sad but only an

incident. May be even the culprits will be freed, and anyways frankly hanging

them or murdering them doesn’t even begin to solve this issue.

More importantly, what makes you say her death will change this country? Was she

some kind of sacrifice to change this society that breeds savages! A girl of 23 years! To

"Change your dear India" was neither her task nor dream!

I am angry, hurt, and sad today and I could just go on and

on but the hurt will not just go away. This feeling of be-

trayal will not just go away. My heart weeps for her. For

the first time in my life I am ashamed to be called a daugh-

ter of this land because I know for sure today that as a girl

I will always be a stepchild in my own country.

Pratiksha Dutta (PGP II)

Author of the Month

I will not start by narrating the series of events as and when they occurred, we all

are aware of what happened on the fateful night of December 16, 2012. I will also

not refer to the homicidal rape as “Brutal” because all rapes are equally brutal.

She was a girl, just like any

other, she had her share of

dreams and aspirations.

Everything seemed normal,

until THEN. Then she got

onto the bus, then she

raised her voice against the

lewd comments made by

the six animals, then she

was subjected to torture by

those wolves.

The December 16 incident is one we are aware of, one that came to light and led

to widespread protests in the na-

tion. To all those men who took to

the streets I would say, “Its good

you stopped to think this time, and

protested with conviction, good

you protested for a change. It is

sad that you have been deaf to so

many rapes in remote, overlooked

corners of our country, but that

does not mean you do not deserve

full credit for protesting this time”.

Protesting was easy, what the women

of this nation really need is far more

difficult to achieve. What we need to-

day is “reform” and not change as the

increased number of PCR vans and

CCTV’s signify.

Today we live in constant fear and it has become a weapon to control us. Because fi-

nally, “rape” is a weapon that is brandished over the heads of all women who simply

wish to have the space to live as fully as men do. To the extent, that as I write this arti-

cle, I know that I will be smirked at or maybe ridiculed for being outright vocal about

my views.

With great difficulty I have to admit that even the Delhi incident was just another inci-

dent for some of my “educated” male colleagues. The rationale behind their si-

lence was there is nothing we can do and if somebody else does, we will extend full

support.

It is this mind-set that needs to change. It is not “ok”

to outrage the modesty of a woman, not in a mov-

ing bus, not in broad daylight, not in a shady corner,

not if you are her

friend, relative, or

worse, parent.

No! It is not acceptable when you decide about

what the women in your family should or should

not wear, when they should go out or what they

should do. Let us not fall into the trap of blaming

politicians for a flaw that exists in our society it-

self.

A woman raising her voice about these issues or

stating her opinion is criticised, if not openly,

then in private conversations. Why? Do not use

“rape” as an argument to curtail the lives of

women around you.

I urge all of you to stand

up for humanity and real-

ize that even as small a

thing as being sensitive to

the situation can make a

difference. These are not

crimes that are deter-

mined by caste or religion.

It can be anyone who in

that “moment of passion”

fails to realize that he be-

longs to the human species. Do not fall into the same trap as your opponents.

Stand up, for the equal space of all women, their right to say “yes” or “no”. It will

take effort, in some cases immense effort. But effort we must make to set exam-

ples we can hand on to our sons, and indirectly to our daughters.

“Save me. I want to live”, said Nirbhaya, while she was

battling for her life during her stay at the hospital. She

dwells in the heart of every responsible citizen of this

country and it’s her courage that will always be remem-

bered. Rest in peace Nirbhaya, we won’t until India is

safer for women.

Tulika Mahapatra (PGP I))

Author of the Month

Silly dreams and plastic smiles,

Fake promises and hollow lies,

Someday I'll bring you back,

All that you left behind

Sad eyes and crimson scar

Oh baby! Our heaven is not too far

I'll bring you back from the cold

I'll bring you back from the dead

And together we'll walk in the rain,

In the darkness of hell,

We'll kiss again

In the kingdom of Bedlam

We'll rule again

To the end of the world I'll follow you

To the end of the days I'll call you

Someday we'll be together again

Someday I'll get you through

The hollow ME and the shallow YOU

Shivam Sinha (PGP I)

Team Kshitiz: Are we in a legal contract to attend the lectures?

Prof. Sarita: Yes. You can refer to the stu-dent manual.

T.K.: Is degrada-tion, for not at-tending lectures legal?

P.S.: What is the purpose of this question? (Laughs).

T.K.: Students are curious.

Prof. Sarita: You’re looking at it as a student’s point of view because you think of it as a constraint on your freedom as you do not get to do what you want. But, look at it in terms of the mission and vision of the institute and what the institution stands for; there are certain rules and regulations that are includ-ed in the student manual. Since you’ll are governed by the student manual as you’ll have agreed to be a part of this course. If you did not want to be governed by the student manual, you should have opted for a distance learning program where there is no compulsion for you to attend lectures.

T.K.: What according to you is the reason for students being so interested in the laws related to marriage?

Prof. Sarita: (Laughs) I don’t know, they should tell me because I’m wonder-ing myself. But, what I see around me, the way of life and the expectations in terms of marriage are changing. You students are at an age when after a few years you will be considering marriage so why not address the question right now.

T.K.: So they are making most of the free consultation?

P.S.: DEFINITELY. And you’re not faced with the issue of getting married right now so you get to be objective about the question but when you are ac-tually grappling with a prenuptial you might not be able to be so objective. So it’s easier to get advice when you can be objective.

T.K.: If not a lawyer, what profession would you be in? Was getting into law by chance or choice?

P.S.: I would be a full time academician. And I got into law by choice because I loved arguing, so law seemed a natural thing to take up. I also thought that law increases your sense of logic and that it helps you un-derstand and respect others point of view and I think it is important. I got into the in-dustry and later into teaching law because I enjoy teaching.

T.K.: How do you balance a successful ca-reer and family?

P.S. : I think it is important to have a sup-portive family, if you do not have it, it becomes very difficult to do what you like. So I would suggest to you all that even when you are looking at getting a job, focus on getting your support system right.

T.K.: Do you practice law even to-day?

P.S.: I used to handle marriage and divorce cases but I found it very painful as you get to see people who have been in a

close relationship for so many years getting to see the worst of each other. I en-joy corporate law and my area is more into giving consultative advice to compa-nies to help them organize their corporate battle.

T.K.: Which archaic laws would you like to change?

P.S.: Far too many. But if I would have to pick one, I would say with reference to indi-viduals, I would like to change the notion that India is a very patriarchal society. There is a need for equality of gender and laws that re-inforce the nature of the society and ensure that women are given equal opportunities.

T.K.: How do we, as managers, deal with the changes in law?

P.S.: The law changes when there is a demand for it to change and in that context we need to understand it. Some quarters will always resist change as we saw when the markets were being opened during liberali-zation. People will try to safe-guard their own interests. In-dia as a country is very vast and the diversity in terms of culture, income, etc. is enor-mous. Hence, one change affects everyone differently. So the challenge faced by the law is to manage this diversi-ty, the challenge faced by the management is to come to terms with it and address all people and issues affected due to it.

T.K.: Ethical dilemmas in a profession like law, considering that you are teaching ethics too?

P.S.: There a question lately related to the lawyers defending the rape ac-cused in the Nirbhaya case. They will try to project their clients in a way so that the quantum of their punish-ment is reduced as far as possible. Even if they know that their clients are guilty, as lawyers, their profes-sion demands that they defend their clients and it is indeed a very difficult situation.

T.K.: Would it be fair to reject the plea of the accused to take up their case?

P.S.: Everyone is innocent till proven guilty. Hence, it would not be fair to anyone to deny them of a fair trial.

T.K.: Can ethics be taught?

P.S.: Ethics can be learnt by engaging with different kinds of people. No one can be made to subscribe to someone else’s ethics. But society needs an anchor to frame their decisions and to operate in a certain way and to gain some consistency. But, again nobody can be forced to abide by them.

T.K.: How does one deal with the legal and ethical conflict?

P.S.: The legal framework is just a base for us to follow. It does not help you evolve as a person, it just helps you conform to the bare minimum. What the great author Karl says, to evolve as a person you need to constantly challenge your ethics, which is human becoming. Law might keep on changing but, ethics is dynamic, you can re-flect on it every day.

T.K.: Talking about authors, what do you think about John Grisham?

P.S.: Yes, I do like his work and ‘The Confession’ by him is one I particularly liked. I like his books because they help people connect to law with a backdrop of a story.

T.K.: Are students liable to pay minimum guarantee?

P.S.: Is there an alternative? If not, work on it, make it viable for all parties involved and then try and put the option forward. Obviously there are a few constraints but we can try and resolve them if we work together.

T.K.: How do keep yourself entertained apart from work?

P.S.: There is not enough time! I enjoy reading, listening to music and play-ing sports.

T.K.: Favorite holiday destination?

P.S.: I like staying at home, because I am barely there.

T.K.: Favorite genre in music?

P.S.: I enjoy dancing quite a bit and so I like Rock n Roll. I listen to a lot of hindi songs as well but most of the time for relaxation I listen to western country music, Olivia Newton, John Denver and so.

T.K.: Advice for students

P.S.: Lots of it, actually. But all of it cannot be put here. So, stay focused on your goal. Be clear what you want and every-thing else will be incidental to helping you achieve it. Setting goals is a personal choice and most of the time the goals are set by someone else for us and that is how we grow up. But if you want to be independent you must start setting your own goals.

T.K.: Advice to girls on extended careers and how to handle these careers

P.S.: I am a great believer in the concept of family. Family is a great support system. These days I believe that guys are also oriented to being equally sup-portive at home unlike before when only women did the housework. It is important to have a strong base that you can go back to from stresses in the office. As for as children, it is up to the husband and the wife as to who takes responsibility even if we have a very maternal society in that sense.

In terms of extended careers, I would say to go for it. Your satisfaction in life comes from engaging with others and your mind also grows then. When many people come together and you discuss ideas with them, you get feedback and the idea grows, your career gives that option to you. The suggestions and advice from family will always be rooted in emotions, but at work you would get very objective feed-back from independent professionals that will broaden your views. So go for an extended career, but backed by a strong family.

T.K.: So, you would not be one to take your work home then.

P.S.: No, unfortunately I cannot escape that. But even then there has to be a strong space as this is family time and that is not negotia-ble. Everyone has to work that out. You might have to stay late at night and divide time into private space or secret spaces. It is not easy, but it is a question of do you see your life as a sprint or a mara-thon. If it is a sprint then ' aaj ka din hai aur baaki chodo', but then there is the rest of the days to come.

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Even if you are on the right track, you will get run over if you just sit there…

#Importantlesson #MBA

AM @PregnantMind - Anand Madhav

Much of our life will be spent on thinking about people who don't

matter to us.

Aravind NG @ngaravind

"You can learn a lot about a person by the way they treat someone

they can't trust"

AM @PregnantMind

All legs are equal, some are more equal than others. #sexylegs

AM @PregnantMind

Jag mein tu aaya tha, jag hasa tu roya tha.. Basar kar zindgi aisi jag roye tu hasta ja. R.I.P.

Sumit #Gim

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I love my teachers :D .... on d rocks

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Elections are olways fun no matter where they tke place #GIM

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That moment when u honk at a guy moving at snail's pace on the road but a girl across gives u a stare thinking it’s for her #FeelingCheap

The first memory that I have is that of being in a crowded truck with many others like

me. It was dark and we couldn’t see anything. There was just a loud rumbling sound

and lots of sharp turns. Then they moved us to a room where our future owners could

come and see us. One by one they would come and see us and choose. All of us were

made to stand in line so the choice was simpler.

The first memory that I have of him is one during the monsoons. He came in, looked

around, stopped in front of me and said he wanted me. He chose me and so my fate was

sealed. When he took me home, I didn’t know if things would work out. At first it was

very wobbly between us, but then days turned to weeks and we took baby steps towards

getting to know each other.

As I settled into my new role, I grew fond of the times I spent with him. And he grew

attached to me too. I still remember those initial monsoon nights with the wind blowing

and the lightning striking. He took care of me every one of those nights. He made sure i

was safely warm and dry. He made sure I never suffered much. My slightest hiccup was

treated with equal proportion of alarm and care.

Then there was the time when he took me out for a vacation for the first time. It was

just after the rains subsided so every where we went there were long open roads and

greenery as far as the eye could see. It was just me and him on the long winding roads

that we traveled on. Those were some of the best times in my lifetime.

When we began to socialize, we realized that there were a lot of relationships like ours.

Soon it was a large bunch of people riding away into the sunset every time there was a

long weekend. I knew it took his mind off things. I felt glad that I could be there for

him when he was the most stressed. Some time with me, and he would be ready to face

his tight schedules and strict deadlines once again. but it was these very schedules and

deadlines that eventually alienated him from me.

I will not forget the day that he brought the other one into the house. She was young and shiny. More shapely and less heavy. She even came with a button start and a re-sounding thump. Now I am parked inside the garage and he only takes me out to do

errands. How I wish i could be my old self again. How I wish he would whisk me off for another ride into another glorious sunset again. How I wish to be his favorite again.

Tejasee Pai

(PGP I)

Fangs of an emotion, Run deep in notion. Longer it stays, Stronger it strays. Yet I shall lie here, “I am over her”.

Kept it a secret, Hid it even from friends, Man is yet to find, Anything harder than my heart.

When I lie here, “I am over her”.

Between please and sorry, Even time lost me. I lost myself in tomorrows, That never made it to today.

And I lie here, “I am over her”.

Days to suffer through, Daydreams as sharp as blades, thoughts strangled by dares, In a my heart, prison of fears.

And I lie here, “I am over her”.

Sleepless nights galore, Nightmares brighter than days. Questions never asked, and answers never sought,

Yet I lie here, “I am over her”.

Sun go down in to the sea and the moon shines over me

tears roll down my cheek as the sea roars all night

Still I lie here, “I am over her”.

When the sand start to twinkle as the sun tries to pick me up

when the birds ask me why, even when the wind dries my tears

What else can I do?

But to lie here - “I am over her”

Praveen Joseph

(PGP I)

If you get down at a sta-

tion going to North from

South East of India. And

you hear people ad-

dressing each other with a heavy South Indian accented Marathi as- Kyaa karu

be? Kya Chalra Be. You are in Solapur. Solapur is a situated in south eastern

Maharashtra, India near the Karnataka border..Solapur is a melting pot with a

confluence of Marathi, Telugu and Kannada languages. It is an important junc-

tion on the north-south railway line.

The city is a mix of Karnataki and Maharashtrian Culture. It’s a city in Maha-

rashtra where Medu wada is preferred over poha and wada pav in the morn-

ings. The city is famous for its rough and heavy accented Marathi and use of

“Kyaa be”.

Pune has all the three seasons- Rainy, Summer, Winter. Mumbai has two-

Rainy and Summer. Well… Solapur also has just two seasons- Summer and

Really Hot Summer. The creator must have missed Solapur when luxuries like

nice climate were distributed. But he/she gave in abundance when it came to

culture, Religion and Spirituality.

Solapur

Every year more than 2 million people march

towards Pandharpur with palkahi’s of Hindu

saints. This pilgrimage is called Vaari and

the devotees are called Varkari’s. Tulajapur,

Akkalkot are two other such pilgrimages and

famous temples of Tulaja Devi and Swami

Samarth.

Solapur has an array of small and medium

scale industries. Solapur is a leading centre for cotton mills and power looms.

Solapur bed-sheets ('chaddars') have

earned fame and reputation for their novel

designs and durability.

The chief deity of the city is Shri Sid-

deshwar. The temple is situated in the mid-

dle of Solapur’s famous Siddheshwar Lake.

You have to cross a bridge to get to the

temple. It’s a serene place where you can

enjoy the view of lake, feed the hungry fish and yes take some time out and re-

lax.

In Solapur if in your meal you do not have groundnuts in some form or other, it’s

considered a foul. The Ground Nut chutney here is a dry preparation of Ground

groundnuts and red chilli powder and some masalas. And it’s for those who like

some ‘toofani’ in their meal.

Apart from Ground nut chutney the local cousins involve Bajara bhakari,

Thecha, Shenga Poli(Sweet chapatti with filling of groundnuts), Shenga bhaji

(Thick gravy of crushed groundnuts), Shega laddu(groundnut laddu).

And last but not the least, paani puri. The paani puri here is unparallel to

paanipuri anywhere in the world (Solapur Dwellers Believe).

-Chetan Kale

Health Conscious Trimester

Gym machines are getting overheated, MPH is always full with energetic

players and road to Sanquelim is now the best calorie burner .

But from where did this health-ka –keeda came from? There can be only

three possible reasons for this transformation. Either people are motivated

by Prayas’s events and cash prizes or the super low.. Negative calorie veg

breakfast is the trigger.

Kites!!!

No we are not talking about very desirable Barbara Moori’s Kites

(Who remembers Hritik in it any ways). We are talking about the

Gujju’s the Mallu’s , The Panju’s and every other mango man who

belonged to rest of the ethnicities. Who were present on Football

ground. To celebrate the festival of Kites. Sharing joy and spread-

ing it further.

Ex-JPC’s upset with Election Results

The New SPC’s and Ex JPC’s were extremely upset with the results. It was noted that the disappointment was clearly visible. They might have won by the largest margin ever.. May be, But it was not done . Everyone is searching for those 4 who did not Vote for PC. (May be could not... Issue with the system)

Shubham Agnihotri(PGP I)

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