Wednesday, May 12, 2010

My last spech at College - the convocation speech!!

Today is the first day of the rest of our lives. Today represents one of the most promising accomplishments of our lives. But the dream does not end here. We are graduating to the most amazing, challenging and stupefying era ever witnessed by any generation. An era that is limping back after suffering the travails of an economic meltdown, and era of the I-pad, the blackberry, and yet an era that realizes that the only real hope is a radical inner transformation. An era that realizes that the most exciting breakthroughs will occur not because of technology but because of an expznding concept of what it means to be humane.

XIME has made us humane. 2 years ago, as we set foot into this great institution, we were just crude chunks of rock. Many of us were pampered and spoilt; some of us believed we ruled the world! Our experiences in XIME has smoothened the contours, and today well, I don’t know if we are gems yet, but pebbles... o! Yes we are!

When some of us were first told that we would have to share our rooms in the hostel, it was like the world had fallen apart. To make things worse, we were also informed we were not free to choose our roomies. But nevertheless we complied and many of us ended up spending two of our most valuable years with people from Bihar, Gujarat, Kashmir, Kerala. Places we had never been to in our 25 yrs of existence, but got a flavor of, here at XIME. Let us take a peek into room no 27 of the ladies hostel. Here you would find Ishitha who is basically from the UP, but settled in Chennai, Jaysree frm West Bengal, Gia from Mumbai and Gisha, a malyalee who does not know any malyalam! Such diversity.. where else but in XIME! It was at XIME that many of us first celebrated festivals like Holi and Dandiya. All of us at XIME know a minimum of three languages.. Coming from the South Hindi was an enormous challenge for me. Par aaj mey Hindi bahut achi se baat kar sakti hoon. It was at XIME that a small town girl like me got to wear my first mini skirt and party! XIME taught me my first skills in negotiation.. no.. no not during the MSK –III sessions, but each time I went with my leave letter to Tyagraj sir, or pleaded with warden ma’m for a night out. Many of us have found our special someones.. for those of us who haven’t well we know the tricks and trades of the process!! We’v learnt to cram and write exams without a wink of sleep.. We’v learnt to make presentations in a jiffy, we’v learnt that peculiar skill of confounding and confusing people with jargon, we’v learnt to shove entire dosas down our throats in 2 minutes and 37 seconds. For us girls, the dreaded Monday mornings have become blessings in disguise. All of us are experts in the art of saree draping today!

On a more serious note, XIME has inspired us. XIME is testimony to the fact that inspiration is not garnered from the litanies of what may befall us; it resides in our willingness to restore, redress& reform.

XIME has taught us not to be put off by people who know what is not possible. Do what needs to be done, and check to see if it was impossible only after you are done. It just takes hard work and a dream. Each of us is as complex and beautiful as all the stars in the universe. The most unrealistic person in the world is the cynic, not the dreamer.


XIME has taught to grab opportunities. We Recognize that there will be failures, and acknowledge that there will be obstacles on the way.
We realize there is no such thing as self made success. We are all gifts to each other, and my own growth as a professional has shown me again and again that the most rewarding experiences come from my relationships. I for one can say this degree is not just the result of my hardwork alone, my friends & faculty have toiled with me too.. helping me understand a theorem, sharing with me those notes I was too lazy to take down. Our institution has helped sharpen our sense of discovery, and there is no better catalyst for success than curiosity.

The college has constantly reminded us to investigate our motives along the way, and make choices, without compromising on our integrity,
A man was out walking in the desert when a voice said to him, "Pick up some pebbles and put them in your pocket, and tomorrow you will be both happy and sad."
The man obeyed. He stooped down and picked up a handful of pebbles and put them in his pocket. The next morning he reached into his pocket and found diamonds and rubies and emeralds. And he was both happy and sad. Happy he had taken some - sad that he hadn't taken more.
And so it is with our lives at XIME… As we leave XIME to face the challenges of the big mean world outside, I wish I had gone that extra mile, utilized the abundant resources more effectively and learnt a bit more…
But, yes we are winners today. And a lot of people have contributed to our success. People who joined us in celebration, and comforted us in sorrow. Who excited us about the future and reminded us of the past. Our dear president sir…XIME is the manifestation of his dream… we r privileged sir, to be part of yr dream…and we also realize our responsibility towards this great institution. You are practical and a realist yet u talk the language of the visionary & idealist. Your actions have helped us to dream more, learn more, do more and become more. Many of us came dejected with an IIM dream shattered, but sir your sweat and your blood has made us no less than any IIM graduate. Our dreams are no less than an IIM passout…for you have empowered us sir.

Our dear tyagraj sir.. for the numerous times we’v called him up at unearthly hours.. for your kind and patient hearing of all our complaints, and for that infectious laugh however despairing the situation was.

Our dear director, Prof. Jaffar for all the encouragement and support…For those pearls of knowledge and insight you hurled at us, during class hours and the love and personal interest you showed in each of us after class hours.

All our dear teachers, well springs of wisdom and knowledge. I don’t think any college would have such dedicated faculty. Faculty who was there for us 24*7. Faculty who were no less than our parents these two years. It was on their shoulders that many of us cried our hearts out, it was their faith in us that gave us the courage to face the pressure and trials of student life. Our placement week was when we realized how blessed we were. The agony and pain many of our faculty felt during our rejections was more than what we felt ourselves. We may not be the brightest students, but with them we felt like absolute geniuses! Thank you for believing in us, thank you for telling us 0! yes you can! Thank you for your unconditional love and please forgive us for our misgivings.

All our non teaching staff..The awesome threesome.. gopisir, joseph sir and rose mary ma’m.. Our ever smiling and helpful Smishi ma’m.. Nancy mam rita ma’m and prem kumar sir who tirelessly worked at their computer systems ensuring the college ran smoothly. Sridhar sir our Messiah when our laptops crashed. Our dear Mark , Noel , Prabhu and Shabari uncle who ensured every class was ready for the days lecture sessions and treated us to jokes every time we passed them. Warden ma’m and Kevin sir for taking care of us in the hostel. Justin chetan and his team who spolit us with lip smacking biriyani, fried rice , chicken tikka and aloo paratha & ensured we ate to our hearts content every day. Each time I went home for my semester break , mom would complain how fat I had become! The wonderful akkas who cleaned our washrooms and classrooms every day. The gardners and maintainance staff , because of whom we can proudly show off our campus to friends and visitors from outside. Our security for all the nights you’v stayed awake and ensured our safety while we slept comfortably under the warmth of our quilts and blankets. To all of you, we realize it was your untiring efforts that made our stay at XIME a little more comfortable. We love you.

Lastly, those wonderful popl who have always taken the back seat so that they can see us move ahead in life. Even today, here they are seated right at the back of this auditorioum. Our wonderful parents… Its your sacrifices, your prayers and your love that has seen us through.

This is a great day for us. A special thank you to Mr. Bhaskar Bhat, MD Titan Industries for coming and sharing in our joy. You have bowled


Our big thankyou to our dear chairman Mr. Sarosh Ghandy, who makes it a point to visit us during all our special occasions, and enthrall us with his oration. Today was no exception sir, thank youvery much.

All our board members, thank you for gracing this occasion with your presence.

As we leave our home of two years, we realize its not going to be easy out there! `But our experiences at XIME will definitely stand us in good stead. We know there will be trouble, but we will not be crushed, sometimes in doubt, but never despair, there will be many enemies, but we’ll never be without a friend and though badly hurt at times we will not be destroyed! Thank you XIME… Congratulations Batch 14… We’ve done it!

Monday, April 5, 2010

Anti reservation bill speech I gave at College

The women’s reservation bill, which seeks to provide reservation for women in 1,370 of the 4,109 seats in 28 assemblies, has been heralded the next big thing of Indian politics. The Proponents of the bill claim that the bill is tantamount to women’s empowerment.
Well, I beg to differ. Around 23% of the seats in parliament are reserved for SC/ST members since the ‘90s and yet we do not see any results to ascertain the success of this reservation policy. The benefits of parliamentary reservation for lower caste members have not 'trickled down' from the 'creamy layer' to the truly oppressed. And this is the fate of this women's bill. Empowerment should be the prerogative of all Indian women, not just some. The women’s reservation bill will only succeed in creating ‘empowered puppets’ who will serve as proxies for established male leaders.
The reservation is a mockery of democracy as it deprives the electorate the right to choose their representatives irrespective of sex. Instead of outright reservation, political parties should be encouraged to nominate more female candidates. There should be more equitable distribution of party tickets based on performance and ability.
But the damning criticism of the bill lies elsewhere. There is no proven linear relationship between the representation of women in parliament and their emancipation. Pakistan’s assembly has 22% female representation, more than double the figure in India. Yet Pakistan ranks near the bottom in most global rankings on women’s freedom and status. Thus the solution is not in increased representation of women in parliament, but in the altering of social mindsets. Millions of Indian girls die before they are even born – the stark foeticide, infanticide and dowry killing figures are testament to this. And if a girl child manages to see the light of day, she lives a life of discrimination when it comes to nourishment, healthcare, education and opportunities for employment. Women live in constant fear of suffering the indignity of harassment, abuse and rape.
How much of this is going to change with more women in parliament? The Constitution and a number of laws already provide for gender equality. The problem does not lie in our society’s ability to pass women-friendly laws, but rather in implementing them .What we need is increased social activism in daily lives at the grassroots level, not more female legislators. The judiciary, the police force those bastions of male hegemony that implement the high-minded laws promulgated by our legislators needs to change, not the ratio of women in parliament.
The women’s reservation bill presumes that aspiring women legislators in this day and age need the proverbial crutch. Spare us, we do not want sympathy. The test for whether or not I can hold a job should not be the arrangement of my chromosomes. Judge me for my abilities n my abilities alone. I would like to conclude by citing XIME as an example. 50% of the students of the class of 2009-2011 are women. This, without any reservations or quotas. XIME has proved women can definitely thrive amid cut throat competition. We do not want any relaxation of rules, neither do we want cajoling, because as a woman I have no barriers. As a woman the world is my footstool.