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	<title>sidv : work is play is life &#187; memories</title>
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		<title>Childhood Lessons</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 20 Sep 2010 01:09:27 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Siddharth Vanchinathan</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>Everyone has one. Some more fun than others, some more restrained than others, some more creative than others, and some more rigourous than others. Eventually, it turns you into the adult that you are now. The formative years of childhood is probably restricted to years 8-12 in my opinion (not based on any studies, that&#8217;s [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Everyone has one. Some more fun than others, some more restrained than others, some more creative than others, and some more rigourous than others. Eventually, it turns you into the adult that you are now. The formative years of childhood is probably restricted to years 8-12 in my opinion (not based on any studies, that&#8217;s from personal experience). It&#8217;s that time of your life when you&#8217;re smarter as a kid and are more aware of the world as it is. It&#8217;s when you begin exploring the world beyond mud castles and eating dirt. It&#8217;s when you discover who you are and what you like doing.</p>
<p>My childhood was filled with building stuff. Origami books, paper planes, paper airports, paper what-not. Lego, mechanix, gwbasic. Looking back now I see in childhood-me a desire to create. A desire so strong to break apart and make anew. It gave me a thrill like no other. Also, I grew up most of the formative years in school with both my parents working. They probably felt that I needed something to keep myself occupied and kept this desire of mine satiated with more and more stuff I could build. I can&#8217;t thank them enough for that.</p>
<p>I would come back from school to an empty house with food on the table. I would eat, watch ninja turtles and go into my work room. The third bedroom in our house was filled with my stuff. A bed where noone could find place to sleep because it was strewn with paper all over. I had only one lego architectural set. With that I built everything from houses to ships. I remember even planning out the layout of the houses that I built. I had built whole airports out of paper and glue. Also among my creations was a chain link about 4 feet long out of blanks of cigarette packing (waste material brought back from office by mom for my exploits). However hard I try to recall it&#8217;s design and how I managed to make it, it eludes me. And I&#8217;m guessing the thought will keep bugging me till I find it.</p>
<p>At this point in my life with a ton of new things going around me, I am forced to think about my past and how I ended up being where I am. I get immense comfort in the fact that I&#8217;m here because I know what I want to do and I love doing it. As ironic as it is, I&#8217;m doing what I loved doing as an unassuming kid who would spend most of his holidays creating things.</p>
<p>Dare I say, A person spends a lifetime satisfying only his childhood desires.</p>
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		<title>Memories of Manipal</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 30 Jul 2008 05:58:17 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Siddharth Vanchinathan</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>Here&#8217;s something i wrote for the college magazine this year. Wonder whether it got published though. I was asked to write something that captured my years at Manipal.</p> <p>&#8220;My four years in Manipal have been nothing short of a crazy roller coaster ride. From late night screaming in 5th block, to playing Command and Conquer [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Here&#8217;s something i wrote for the college magazine this year. Wonder whether it got published though. I was asked to write something that captured my years at Manipal.</p>
<p>&#8220;My four years in Manipal have been nothing short of a crazy roller coaster ride. From late night screaming in 5th block, to playing Command and Conquer on LAN in 7th block, talking about life in MIT is never complete without talking about life in MIT Hostels. The experience of living in MIT Hostels is one that you will remember and cherish for the rest of your life. In first year, when you are a freshie, the first few days in hostel are spent in introducing yourself to others and attending intro sessions in random rooms. It takes a while to find your set of friends and as I discovered, I found the perfect gang only at the end of the first year. At the end of the first year, there is a crazy rush to find the best rooms to move into in 2nd year, and for us that was 7th Block. Life in 7th block was great fun. Time was spent setting up LANs, ultra late night BC sessions, and gaming that would pass the hours very fast. Waking up in the morning would be quite difficult, and as a result, most of us would miss the first few classes of the day, everyday.</p>
<p>Being in E&amp;C, attendance was never an issue. Proxy groups would operate throughout the benches, silently and swiftly giving proxy attendance to their friends who couldn&#8217;t make it to class. People would take turns coming to class. In class, most of my time was spent in the 2nd last and last benches with my friends. If the teacher was worth listening to, I would take notes and pay a lot of attention in class. If he was not, then time would be spent playing cows n bulls or some other fun activity that would not involve anything academic. Class hours were also used efficiently by those in E&amp;C to copy assignments and complete lab journals.</p>
<p>After class hours or during free hours, the rest of Manipal would be explored in order to satiate our hungry stomachs. From MR to Vikram&#8217;s, Basil to Prax, there was not one restaurant in Manipal that wasn&#8217;t explored. Prax Burgers was the staple diet of everybody during exams and during all those lazy days when going out was not an option. God Bless Prax!</p>
<p>Now I am at the end of my 4 years in Manipal and I cannot begin to comprehend how life will change. Now responsibilities are more and I cannot live as carefree a life as I have lived in Manipal. I can hope and wish that my time at Manipal never ends but time waits for nobody and life moves on. I will miss all the crazy parties during placement season where there would almost be a party thrown by someone or the other every weekend. I will miss the back bencher&#8217;s association of E&amp;C Section B where every class was not just a lecture but much much more. Of all that I miss, I will miss living in Manipal, where I have learnt that life is about having fun and as long as that is there, life&#8217;s always worth living.&#8221;</p>
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