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tandav

Long long ago, when the Liliputian army reigned the grassy-lands of Farmagudi..... the foundations of something new were laid in the soils of the plateau.. a plateau notorious for stickin to its traditions!!

for the first time the united engicos were divided... friends fought friends, n foes shook hands!!!!

War cries echoed in the campus! Spies sneaked outside latched hostel rooms, a word here n another there.. they put together stories frm bits. Each one struggled to juice out their best. There was no alternative to victory!! Winning was all that mattered!!

Tandav 2007 (the first intra college cultural festival in GEC)... truly justified aggression!!

a dayful of events, of busy feet, of raised voices, of exaggerated emotion!

Though only one emerged victorious in the battle, the crux of the event was preserved! Tandav 2007 was a festival... with due importance to all its competition.. it's aim was enjoyment!!

a year later.... the plateau shook again with war cries!!! all armies more prepared this time. There were more tests to stand.. more hurdles, more competition......more strategy.. more CHAOS!!!!

redefining tandav, the new rulers made it a one week battle, it was no more just cultural, sports were made a part of it too. Tandav 08 became more a matter of pride... winning by hook and more by crook became the motto. Fair play took a back step. There was no distinction between coordinators and participants.

The rules were dynamic and adaptive... bending rules and suiting conveniences became the trend!

The rulers got into this with sports events, and as the events progressed they got into it deeper and deeper.

Tandav 08 serves a lesson...not many would want to take. Untruth is like a maze.. once u step into it, u only get in deeper and deeper. We all tend to look at suiting our conveniences, finding the easier way.. and when one starts it, others follow suit.

It gave a glimpse to exactly why and how our society is so plagued by corruption of all kinds. People believe that corruption in small proportions is harmless; they fail to analyse the cumulative effect of all these tiny acts. When for the first time you fall prey to the temptation of finding a (seemingly) easier path, u carve a niche in ur head, for more ideas of the same kind. Like a virus that reprograms you to always look for short-cuts!

Besides the impact on the person himself, immorality has a magnifying or avalanche effect. Injustice to one person, provokes him to take the same path as an effect of which, he is suffering today. He does injustice to more.. and the effect continues. The line would be, if he is doin smtin by crook, why should I still stick with the hook?

This situ leaves me dumb. Cos if this prevails, the picture ahead looks far more scary than the present.

The festival ended with more chaos and arguments. It was nice to be victorious, but the joy wasnt unblemished!


(jus realised this was ma 100th post! happy hundreds n stuff to me)

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Anonymous said…
Happy Hundreds! Keep posting:)
October 26, 2008 at 11:20 PM
Anonymous said…
Just my thoughts... but i dont think i could have worded it this well. And congrats on your century...
October 27, 2008 at 8:15 PM
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