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Sneak Peek And Quickquotes grabs the mike this time to say... December 2009 After a two month long hiatus, we are back to bring you the third (Volume I, Issue III) issue of our magazine. The past two months have been a drab for most of us, many thanks to the semester exams and the two-week Stories long holidays, that felt like the Pongal holidays. And now we have The Serpent’s trust returned to our nest and are comfortably seated in classrooms, only Flash fiction – Racecar to dream about the actual Pongal holidays! We, at the English Literary Society, have become slightly handi- Columns And that’s what it’s all about capped due to a couple of final years (Slither, Ryan, Sanu) having The nth harmonic: gone to more cosmopolitan cities to take up internships there. You Metallica people will be sorely missed (Very evident because you won’t find Burp!: Ryan’s ‘Life in 3 boxes’ in this issue). The Village Going by the book: While I sit in front of this white screen and shoot out black charac- The Lost Symbol ters on it, I scratch my head to wonder if I should call this season, The projector and the popcorn: ‘the festive season’ or something else. As far as Tech goes, the place- Nerukku Ner (1997) ment season is in the air, what with every single student (irrespective of their positions in the engineering student ladder) talking about And many core and peripheral(?) companies, soft skills, ‘apti’, GD and shar- more.. ing interesting anecdotes (the most common one being ‘Dei/Di, this Road Speak The Road to Copenhagen guy/girl I know, went for the CTS interview and said ‘I want to get The world that isn’t into TCS because…’ and avlodhaan, that person was chucked out of The writing on paper the room, da/di’). While there is a bunch of people enrolling them- Crossword 3.0 selves for CAT and GRE classes, there are others slogging it out hard for the upcoming GATE. There are students frantically applying for Contact us at summer internships, this winter and there are also students mailing [email protected] big fat packages to the US for getting admitted into universities. It is a scary season, isn’t it?! Quite contrarily, they say ‘let’s spread the The e-version of cheer, Christmas and New Year are here!’. our magazine can be And yes, this might be the third last December that we get to cel- viewed at ebrate, people, because if things work the way they portray in the www.whatelseels.blogspot. movie 2012, TEOTWAWKI (The End Of The World, As We Know com It) is in the pipeline! Umpteen numbers of I lie everywhere, websites on the internet, popular columns in Witness to the life that newspapers and discussion threads in forums Bustles on me- and chew over 21-12-2012, break their heads over Occasionally ends on me. what could be done to save the world, who and what are the potential threats and they A million wheels converse even give tips on how to survive the disas- With me any day; ter ! (Pretty cool, I say!). I came across this The contraptions, they propel- post on a forum, that enlightens people on the Are they dragons? I wonder- ‘100 items that disappear first in a disaster’ Exhaling, not fire, but air- (According to the author, generators are the Air that kills! ones that disappear first in a disaster and goats and chickens are the last to disappear. He is Fluids spring on me- precise enough to ask us to use “Strike Any- Those of betel and of phlegm. where” matches, because according to him My counterparts abroad ‘boxed, wooden matches will go first’). One Are exempted from this, Mayan priest himself has to disagree with his But I don’t envy them, for counterparts, regarding the Mayan calendar They are not as entertained as me. predicting the end of the world in 2012. He has to say that this is just a major calendar Variety in life, I can talk about. change - the equivalent of Y2K with a reset- For I see the millionaire in his car ting of calendar to zero-zero-zero-zero-zero. As well as the pavement-resident pauper. Well, one part of me yelps an ‘Ack!’, while Neither is entirely happy. the other part of me (that dons a pince-nez and The former fears his business rivals utters profound statements) says ‘Live each And relishes his six-digit profits. day like there is no tomorrow. We don’t need The latter fears his kid starving another night a Dec 21 2012 warning to tell us how to cel- And relishes his two-digit daily wage. ebrate each day of our lives, do we?’ And..umm..what else? Tall buildings grow on both my sides, Stacked upto the sky, they appear! Congested homes and work places In these stacks exist. ROAD SPEAK I do hate these stacks, for, They have taken away my companions-

My friendly and ever protective trees. A nigger of sorts,

Made of tar, An onlooker of Life and Death- I will live on, unfazed, until As a consequence of this, by the end of the The next group of men and machines next decade three quarters of the earth would Dig me up for multifarious needs have submerged. If this situation continues, And restitch my torn being. by the end of 2040 this planet would have to A bump-filled life will then resume. be termed MERCURY-2. Keeping in mind the proverb - ‘Little drops Shilpa Suresh III B.E. ECE of water make up the mighty ocean’, we the engineers of P.S.G tech can follow certain

small steps which can have a positive effect on the environment, the small steps being:

THE ROAD TO COPENHAGEN • Switch off all the lights and fans wherever unnecessary.

• Never put the computer in sleep mode. It consumes more power than when it is ‘Ours is not a reasonable stance. It is based on working. our world view that the whole world is a fam- • Never overcharge mobile phones or ily and our principles of inclusive growth and laptops. It is a source of inorganic waste. measurement’. • Avoid littering in public places. -Manmohan Singh • Plant more trees wherever possible. The Copenhagen summit happens to be an ad- • Use public transport. It is always a vent in the adversity. It is an eye- opener for better option. all of us who have been the cause of the ex- • Educate people about the proper use ploitation of mother Earth and seen the New- of resources. ton’s 3rd law actually happen, in front of our • Suggest methods and devices which own eyes. It is not only the responsibility of can reduce excessive consumption of energy. the 194 big shots of the world to introduce and follow reforms; every individual has a part to P.Narendran play. Let us not think of ourselves as an indi- III B.E. ECE (G2) vidual, not think of us, as a country but as a family, the homosapien family. According to a recent survey, if we continue using our coal reserves in the way we have AND THAT’S WHAT IT’S ALL always been using, within four years the coal ABOUT and petroleum resources in our natural home would perish. The temperature of the earth is “Let us be the change, we want to see” increasing at the rate of 40C per year. Due to Ever since I was a little kid I’ve been a big this the ice caps are melting at a faster rate. fan of Christmas. Yes, I do know that Santa Claus doesn’t exist; and even though it was very painful for me to accept that, I wouldn’t let it affect my Christmas cheer. The highlight of the holiday season would be the fact that it is the one time of the year that the whole family comes together. My family, the noisy bunch that we are and always will be, celebrates Christmas with great gusto! My favourite Christmas past time would be to turn off all the lights except the ones on the tree and just watch them change colours slowly! Be it putting up the Christmas tree or singing Christmas carols or annoying my parents with my Christmas present wish list – I have done them all! They say that old habits die hard, but this was the one old habit I was willing to take to my grave!! Fast forward to the year 2009 and I find myself in an utterly different scenario. Between running to class ( because you’re late like always) and finishing assignments that are long over- due, I think it’s safe to say that it’s pretty much impossible to get time to find a Christmas tree, let alone to decorate one. This sudden realization of living a Christmas-less December did not appeal to me at all. In fact I found myself wallowing in my misfortune and being consumed by homesickness. Rather than being Santa’s little helper I turned out to be more like Ebenezer Scrooge. I have been asking myself truck loads of questions - Where is the Christmas tree? Why hasn’t anyone hung Christmas stars? Why can’t I hear any carols? And what on earth happened to Christmas holidays??? Well after a lot of self pitying and complaining and cribbing, I have finally decided to not go down without a fight. If Christmas won’t come to me, then I’ll just have to come to Christmas. First things first, I’m going to find the brightest star to hang in my room and then I shall just annoy my college mates with my continuous braying of Christmas carols!!! So dear readers, as a start of this year’s Christmas festivities here’s wishing you a very Merry Christmas!!!!

Meks

THE WORLD THAT ISN’T

I have never believed in parallel universes and the idea of alternate planes of existence from our own. But recently I came across something that could be called a parallel universe in some sense. The World of warcraft (WOW) released by Blizzard (makers of the path breaking War- craft series) is literally a world of its own. World of warcraft is an MMORPG (that iss Mas- sively Multiplayer Online Role Playing Game). With over 12 million subscribers worldwide playing the game, it deserves to be called something more than just massive. An MMORPG is much different from our regular PC genres. You won’t be playing the game alone, at any point of time you will find yourself sharing the world with millions of other players scattered across the globe. And by “other players” I don’t mean any scripted AI, preprogrammed by the developers, but real people. You will be playing a character in the game along with millions of other players in a world very much similar to our own in dimensions. The virtual world spans for millions of miles separated into continents and realms. That’s what sets an MMORPG apart from rest of the gaming genres but what makes the WOW standout is its elaborate, exotic environment and its immersive game play. For instance you are required to learn specific craft apart from the game’s main objective of completing quests and upgrading your character. You can learn mining, leather tanning, hunting etc and sell your goods for gold. There are banks in every realm where you deposit your gold for an interest. There are even auction houses where you can buy and sell weapons from players across the globe. The virtual world even celebrates festivals like New Year, Halloween, Brewfest (something similar to Oktoberfest). A group of people can form a guild and complete quests together (akin to coop modes in FPS). They can even maintain a joint account in banks. The influence of WOW has extended far beyond its own world. Players in Korea and China have formed trade associations through which they sell WOW artifacts for real world money. One particular rare weapon fetched a whopping $5000. The game was also suggested as a model to study the breakout of an epidemic when a glitch in the game caused a disease called “corrupted blood” to spread through the world. Players affected with this disease took damage over time and spread it to other players by standing close to them. This incident was also quoted by the Center of Terrorism and Intelligence Studies as a powerful way to study how terrorist cells operate because it involved real people making real decisions. The game also became the subject for many PhD theses (I came across a paper on “Traffic management in world of warcraft”). The game was also blamed for its addiction and China had to restrict the playing time to 4 hours a day. This could well be the most perfect recreation of a society made virtually and in some sense, it is an alternate plane of existence.

Sri Hari IV B.E. CSE(G2)

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THE SERPENT’S TRUST

In the previous issue… For three years, he had remained undercover- working close to the dangerous Columbian drug-lord Alfonso ‘The Serpent’. The Serpent was connected to at least a dozen US senators and many more European politicians. He had already faxed his infernal findings to his superior at the Interpol. He still couldn’t believe that he had fooled The Serpent. But, the truth was that The Serpent actually trusted him, and only him. The jet had landed in an unknown hangar in Michigan, and he was there now- waiting in a cabin. He’d be picked up from there by a team from the Interpol. He used the flush, in the toilet, and the smile on his face disappeared, only to be replaced by mortal shock. The whirl of the water in the toilet was in the clockwise direction. He was supposed to be in Michigan- a place in the northern hemi- sphere- where the whirl should be in the counter-clockwise direction! ………………………………………………………………………………………………… ………………………. (Contd) He had been fooled! He was still somewhere in South America. It all dawned on him in a second. Images flashed in his mind. It’s a trap, you fool! Did you really think that The Ser- pent could be fooled so easily? He had known all along that you were an ‘infiltrator’ from the Interpol. Your superior at the Interpol’s betrayed you! You gave your trust to the wrong guy! The Interpol ‘team’ that’s coming to get you is nothing but a death squad. He took a few deep breaths and pulled out his Berretta. He had to make an escape. There was still hope. He opened the toilet-door, only to be met by the stares of six men in uniform. All of them were saluting him! You pathetic traitors- you dare mock me! His first bullet was a perfect hit- it plunged through the enemy’s skull through the ‘T’ formed by the eyes and the nose. The second hit was not so good, for the surprise was now broken and the enemy had moved. There was no third hit. He had succumbed to the enemies’ counter-fire. ------“Yes, there is no doubt that he was under a very serious stress.” It was his superior at the In- terpol, live on CNN. “Officers undercover experience this problem very often. Their minds get polarized, they start acting real strange.” “Yes, he was insane at the time of his death, but it was an inevitable death. They shot him to protect themselves.” “But it shouldn’t be forgotten that his report has led to the biggest drug-related arrests so-far in the US, and he’s a true patriot.”

Ganapathy S IV B.E. (Prod) THE WRITING ON THE PAPER

To each of us, our very own theories about notes taking. To most of us, a technique is in place. The factors - time of day, subject in question, the crisp new notebook, classmate to the right, color of the chalk, contents of lunch- all twist and tweak the entire experience. But it has been a constant, solid, inerasable part of all our student lives and the experience is worth taking a look at. *Scene: The notes taking ceremony* *Location: Classroom* *Actor: Self* *Possessions: A note book and a pen* • Hand races, tries to keep up with mind. Each word heard is spilt onto the book with a loving perfection. “Blood rushes to my head- Perching unsteadily on the edge of the seat, I am actually in synch with academia.” • Written with a tired exhaustion. “Is it time or what?” • Scrawled across lazily. “Incoherent strings of letters on pieces of paper, pieces that I may not ever look back to.” • Hand writes. Mind dreams. “You can’t get into my head and hold me ransom- heh!” • Hands off the paper, Prefers to listen and take it in. “It’s all about the learning” • Or prefers to pretend to listen and take it in. “I care enough to pretend” • Or not. “I don’t!” There are people who know that their notes are legendary, that those words they write will be caressed by most Xerox machines in and around college. With such pressure and expectation to live up to, they willfully meet their challenges, head on and keep writing. There are also people who are aware of and believe with strong conviction that whatever they write will never again be looked at, and relish the “memorylessness” of their white pages. Then of course, there are the bunch of people with their pages of “hard-to-decipher-scribbles” and a handful of white pages thrown in here and there. Like I said earlier, to each, his own. Oh! And not to forget how the doodling and the notes exchanging, apart from spicing up said activity, present a range of “in her notebook she actually..” and “In that note he sent me..” stories that will outlive the relevance of the notes themselves. After all, notes do document, apart from the subject, a slice of our lives, our moods and time.

Lines and squiggles

FLASH FICTION - RACECAR

Here, the next sixty seconds were to determine his life. He saw his speedometer, the red needle just about touching 280 mph, but never quite reaching it. He must win this race, it might be his last, but he was racing for something more. He steered through the tunnel. He veered past his only opponent. Why, he thought, why had he slowed down?, something must have gone wrong. In a moment’s flash, he saw what was ahead. He smashed down on the brakes, a bit too fast. The car swiveled, burning its tires on the track, leaving a dark trail as it skidded past. It toppled over, the whole massive car, over and up almost a feet above the ground. Its whole body spun as it crashed into the ground, its lights bursting, the glass shattering, raining its shards over the burnt track, the metal crumpled and molded by the heat within, rolling like an avalanche, leaving bits and pieces behind. It hit the concrete side-stand and came to a crashing stop. The gasoline was pouring out, and was slithering its way down, ever expanding. As it reflected the sky in rainbow rings, another liquid flowed into it, darkening the rings. The liquid had a slight reddish tinge to it as it overpowered the petrol. The pic- ture frame, holding his lovely family along with his prized golden retriever, slowly slid out of the wreckage and clanged onto the pavement, and scratched a little spark.

Hy Nitro

THE NTH HARMONIC

COULDN’T BE MUCH MORE FROM THE HEART. There are many reasons why Metallica is, and will remain, my number one. Be it the drum- ming or the masterful guitar play (both bass and lead), Metallica has been there, done that. James Hetfield’s signature vocals are the icing on an already fully loaded cake (notice the pun ). Metallica has had its share of critics - those who think they’ve lost their sheen post Cliff Burton (for the uninitiated, wiki him) those who were sore with the usage of steel drums in St. Anger, those who were upset with changes in their lyrical style- but constant re-invention has ensured Metallica remain in vogue for more than two and a half decades. And their latest offering, Death Magnetic, bears testament to this fact. But I’m not here to review Death Magnetic, partly because what with it being just over a year old, my review would probably be stale. No, I’m here to talk about one of the many reasons why Metallica is what it is, something very close to me. S&M. Before there are any shouts of *scandalous*, it’s not what you think. The title refers to the fact that Metallica performed with the San Francisco Symphony Orchestra (‘S’ for Symphony, ‘M’ for.. well, you get the hint) back in ’99. Time for a resurrection, I thought. 10 years running, the live album comprises 21 songs (including two compositions specially made - No Leaf Clover and Human) and continues to be a constant fixture on most iPod playlists, mine included. Originally the brainchild of Cliff Burton (who was a huge fan of Bach and incorporated vari- ous symphonic elements in the band’s earlier albums, before his untimely death), the album materialized through the heartfelt efforts of Hetfield, drummer Lars Ulrich, lead guitarist Kirk Hammett and bassist Jason Newsted. It was Newsted’s final album before he left the band, to be replaced by Robert Trujillo. The album starts off with a reprisal of The Ecstasy of Gold, a thoroughly fitting tribute to En- nio Morricone (the visionary music director, most famous for his work on The Good, The Bad & The Ugly, which our Indian music directors have so unsuccessfully plagiarized). The first song on the album is an orchestra-peppered version of The Call of the Ktulu, which is, in my opinion, their best instrumental to date, before seamlessly transitioning to Master of Puppets, a song synonymous with their name. The symphonic accompaniment, composed by renowned composer the late Michael Kamen, is outstanding. There is not a single note which is out of place, and the idea basically revolutionized the world of music leading to a large number of fusions and mixtures, resulting in a huge increase in popularity of the orchestra. The songs proceed, increasing in tempo and in the sheer awesomeness quotient. The album includes Enter Sandman, For Whom the Bell Tolls, Nothing Else Matters, The Memory Re- mains, Of Wolf and Man, Sad But True, One and culminates in a high-octane version of Bat- tery. Metallica functions seamlessly with the orchestra, so much so that it seems that they are a part of the band themselves. Says it feels right this time Turned it ‘round and found the right line “Good day to be alive, sir Good day to be alive,” he says Then it comes to be that the soothing light at the end of your tunnel Was just a freight train coming your way.. - No Leaf Clover If you are into Thrash Metal in its most sublime and refined form, then S&M is definitely the way to go. Make sure you catch the concert version of the album. Ultimate head-banging factor guaranteed. Here’s to more bands following suit and revitalizing themselves with an idea like this. As long as Metallica continue to make music like they currently do, there ain’t no need for nothin’ else. May the Force be with them. \m/

GOING BY THE BOOK

THE LOST SYMBOL

The Lost Symbol”,Dan Brown’s much hyped a-thrill-a-minute, turns out to be a case study and leaves you behind with the feeling of déjà vu. This novel reuses all the old tricks of Dan Brown. There is the fact page that one usually finds in his books. The prologue is typically prosaic with drab lines like “Since the beginning of time, the secret has always been how to die.”The initial chapters vindicate our fears. You have Robert Langdon’s vague dreams in a popular place. You have Langdon’s much-mentioned claustrophobia. You have his Mickey Mouse wristwatch. Robert Langdon is easily one of the weakest and unim- pressive characters in English literature (Calling Dan Brown’s works as literature may irk some purists). And the déjà vu feeling does not end there - Robert Langdon is summoned to Washington this time to get himself embroiled in a symbol hunt(combined with a national crisis, what else?!) which leads him to The Word buried somewhere in Washington D.C. Why do Dan Brown’s novels always have an entire plot revolving around issues as ambiguous as The Holy Grail and The Word? Even the villain is a non-albino version of Silas (the bad element in The Da Vinci code) with tattoos all over his body. To top it all, there is the unproven science of Noetic Theory(Antimatter 2!). Inspite of The Da Vinci Code Hangover Syndrome, the novel accomplishes its goal partially. It does have its share of thrills. There is the usual plethora of symbols and codes which are half as satisfying as the ones in The Da Vinci Code. The biggest egg on Dan Brown’s face is the complete lack of surprise element when the real identity of the villain is revealed. You know it all in the 100th page, yet Dan Brown tries to build up suspense till the 400th page and the dramatic revealing of the villain makes you smirk. His trademark cliffhangers are not substan- tiated by appropriate twists. The pent-up pressure in the name of “The Biggest Crisis in US History” fizzles out pathetically. Inspite of the hangover and the contrived style (Sometimes, the work resembles the monotony of a Wikipedia article), the novel does keep you turning pages. The Lost Symbol is a typical Newyork Times Bestseller: you read it with absolute interest in a train and you do not regret leaving it there. Book Rating:* *(2 stars)

Tour de Force

THE PROJECTOR AND THE POPCORN

NERUKKU NER (1997) So what am I doing, writing a piece about a movie that came out over a decade ago, instead of “reviewing” Naan Avan Illai 2 ?! I have just one question to ask: what does it really mean to “review a movie”? Is it to “review”? If it is so, Naan Avan Illai 2 was bad enough for a single viewing! In my opinion, the phrase “to review a movie” is to ponder the timelessness of a movie. (Sit in a dark room and try to understand the meaning of the previous sentence. If you can’t, just believe me.) So, what’s so timeless about Nerukku Ner? - Nothing much. It has some good songs (was it Deva’s original work?), good-looking actresses, excellent performances by Raghuvaran and Shanthi Krishna, and good cinematography. The movie’s such a disappointment from Vasanth- who did give us a timeless classic in Keladi Kanmani. You can’t stop drawing parallels between Nerukku Ner and Agni Natchatram - made by the former’s producer Mani Ratnam in 1988. In fact, Agni Natchatram was the template upon which Nerukku Ner was made. And sadly, the “template” was bad too. 1. First of all, the prem- ise is the same for both the movies- a battle between two men. In AN, the two men are half- brothers- one born to the wife and the other to the mistress of a prominent government servant. In NN, the two men are the siblings of an estranged couple- the reason for their separation being one count of breach of trust on the husband’s part. (Phew!- I made it without having to wor- ry about the censoring) 2. In both the movies, the so-called heroines play no part at all- other than to appear in a few romantic sequences and the dance sequences. Apparently, the audiences in those times were happy with it, I guess. (Has it changed now?!) 3. The protagonists are united by a common foe. 4. Happy family- Happy ending. It is only after his death that you realise how great an actor Raghuvaran really was. He shines in every frame he appears in. You don’t see an actor on the screen, you see a character there. The same goes for Shanthi Krishna, who plays the role of the wife. She does justice to her part- be it the wronged woman, the loving mother or the strong-willed sister. The same cannot be said of any of the other characters. Karan doesn’t look menacing enough to look like a baddie. I was actually reminded of Po in Kung-fu Panda. I think I’ve already said enough about the “leading ladies”. Suriya (who made his debut in this movie) makes little impression in any of the scenes, but makes you wonder at how much he has grown as an actor since 1997. You have to hand it down to Vijay- he looks and acts the same way he did in Villu (I leave the rest to your imagination). The screenplay lacks depth, and most sequences are grossly misplaced. The background score makes you wonder whether the movie is a family-drama or a crime-drama involving two Ma- fia families. Good artwork and cinematography are the positive points of this movie. I give it a 5/10. The ‘5’ because we let it get away with $1 million at the box office. Otherwise, I’d have given it only 4!

Ganapathy S IV B.E. (Prod)

BURP!

THE VILLAGE

The quest for good South Indian food continued till I came across this restaurant called THE VILLAGE, nestled in a place that brims with eateries serving pizzas and burgers. The ambi- ence and the hygiene are things to look out for, in this place (along with ‘bucket’ loads of 4 varieties of chutneys and sambar) and these things ensure that a lot of families throng the place (Thing to note : It might be difficult to find a table on weekends, due to this reason). FOOD: The place has dosas, more dosas (with at least 15 varieties of it - my pick of the lot will be the cauliflower dosa) and Sevais (an Indian version of noodles) which also have the same amount of variety. Also, don’t forget to taste the Kozhakattais, in The Village. Apart from these items, there are also a few exotic dishes for the experimental sorts. The veggies have plenty to binge on, but for the other lot you have to be content with just dishes with eggs in it. HOW DO YOU REACH THIS PLACE: You could find transport to BROOKFIELDS MALL in R.S PURAM and then take the road opposite to it. You can find this place about 100 meters down the road. PRICE: Very reasonably priced (minus the milk shakes which aren’t worth the money). BOTTOMLINE: Excellent for an evening when you are bored of routine bland food and when you have lots of leisure time to kill. Quantity coupled with taste makes it the best place to go and hog without burning a hole in the purse. RATING: 4/5

Swaminathan Dixit III B.E. (Auto) CROSSWORD 3.0

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