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FACEBOOK
WORDPRESS
INTRODUCING
THE MAGAZINE
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LIFE@KCT
HAPPINESS IS
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CONTENTS
LIFE@KCT ,THE ARTICLE , 4
PEOPLE,8
WILL ON WHEELS
A CHAMPIONS TALE,15
SOCIETY.
A MORNING WITH FLOWERS,20
STORY OF A BRAVEHEART,28

TICKET TO PEACE,34
STUDENT INTERVIEWS,42
CAPTURED,STUDIO KCT,46
OBSTACLE AVOIDING ROBOT
IQUBE,48
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PLACEMENT SYNDROME,12
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MY FIRST MONTH AT KCT,13
Think tank ,17
IT HAPPENED TO ME,18
THOONGA NAGARAM-MADURAI,24
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HOBBY,29

PONNIYIN SELVAN-A LABOUR OF LOVR,30
WOPRLD PHOTOGRAPHY DAY ,COLLAGE,32
LEED,ENTREPREUNERSHIP=CREATIVITY,39
INKED,VARNAM,40
FUN FACTS,QUBATE,45
TEXTER,SAHITYA,52
JUST FOR LAUGH,HAASYAM,53
TEAM JOURNO,54
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LIFE@KCT
Our white building(which is nothing short of epic!), 4 corner meetings, Nescaf chats, see-saw
benches, the ever loving canteen cheta, the food we fought over, the evening event plans, the
shady trees, all of these and many more such simple pleasures in life are the factors that are a
part of the daily life of a KCTian. These are fine examples of how small things matter the most.
Yet, initially, when we set out on this venture of discovering KCT, we were left with the feeling
that in spite of capturing these beautiful things about this place, we lacked something. Yes, we
indeed had managed to cover KCT in its superfluous form, but then then popped up a question.
Where is the soul of KCT? What lies beneath the lives of the hundreds that depend on this college
(or should I say the epicenter of all our lives)?
Yes, where is the soul indeed? We didnt look at KCT as a mere building or an institution, we
knew better; just like every other person in KCT, we could always feel its soul, the life it breathes
into us all. The problem was, we dint know where this life came from. How could a college, a
building pour life into us? Why do we feel alive in this place? We set out to find out. Our initial
notion of a fun expedition to capture the attributes of KCT had just changed into a mysteriously
beautiful journey of soul seeking!
As I was saying, we had no clue where to start. We dint even know what we were searching for!
In spite of the strong disapproval from the logical part of our minds, we carried on. We started
with what we thought would give us an answer- The humans of KCT project. Honestly, we were-
nt sure about this either. Here is what we did; we walked up to a worker inside our campus and
asked him a few random questions. Just when we thought this entire process was useless, he said
something that startled us all! - I live to make people happy. One should never expect anything
from anyone. Just give the world all that you have (translated). Such wise words coming from
the mouth of a person we least expected it to.
I should say that this was our moment of enlightenment. Yes, what he said is nothing relevant to
our college, yet, nothing couldve explained its soul more! We repeated this process with a few
more people we left us dumb struck all the same. At the end of the day, we were sure of one
thing- WE ARE THE SOULS OF KCT. The good in us is what gives this place its life.
We are natures way of working miracles! There is so much untapped beauty and potential in us.
It took us Life at KCT to realize it. We wish to continue this project with a hope that KCTians
realize how very beautiful they are; how very beautifully they are adorning KCT. Its nothing
short of amazing to feel an oneness, a sense of belonging to a place. We are proud to say that this
initially playful venture has now taken shape into a mission with purpose- bringing out the soul
of KCT.
Life at KCT is the story of your life- The life of each and every one of you. Speak up, come for-
ward, give all that you can, imbibe all that helps you, live the KCT life and say, Naanga KCT,
Naanga apdi dhan!
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People.
Uma
"Happiest moment in life ?"
"It was when I got married to the person I loved ."
Karthik
"What is your wildest dream? "
"I want to climb the himalayas one day "
Ramakrishnan
I WANT MAZZA,BUY ME
A MAZZA
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People.
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Kalai
" I am working on a project that
will disprove the second law of
thermodynamics "
MILATHA
I had dreams,I wanted to be hap-
py when i was young,but life hap-
pened and happiness never came
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People.
Govinth
" I like writing poems , this is my favourite ."
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Srikala

" I always wished to be a good mother
and a good teacher, I have achieved my
wish successfully."
MURUGESH
When my father passed away i helped all my nine sib-
lings but when it was my turn noone did

People dont respect security persons these days , peo-
ple around, might have earned a lot of MONEY but i
have earned a lot more respect than they have

Vijayaraj
Where do you see yourself 5 years from now?
Five years from now, when I am working somewhere,
I want to make sure that no other engineer is as good as
me. Im planning to do a project on a hi tech security
system for KCT.
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People.
Dandapani
"One wish in life ?"
"I want to ride an aeroplane, and go all
over the world ."

Senthilnathan
Students dont understand the im-
portance od ID card, it is really helpful
in case of emergency.
"One wish in life ?"
"I want to meet SHEWAG once in a lifetime ."
KUMAR
We can EARN MONEY whenever we want,but
friends and their love cant be earned often

My parents passed away when i was 6 years old,since
then i used to work to fill my stomach,one day i ran
away from my town and started to work in a bak-
ery,one fine day an old guy approached me and asked
me to marry his daughter,i married his daughter and
after marriage i found out that she loved someone
else,then I came here ,it gave me a new life
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PLACEMENT SYNDROME

There was the time of the year. I realized I was in the final year of college when there were fewer new
faces, when my routines changed, when I was a senior to a bigger crowd and had more responsibilities.
Most importantly realized it when the placement season dawned and everyone around seemed to be in-
terested in my career and what Ill be doing after graduation.

It starts with preparing the resume, trying to identify the areas of interest in spite of knowing I dont
have one. Next big question is the achievements column in the resume. For the first time, felt as if I had
taken time off for myself.

On the big day, as I sit along with the many hundreds geared up to face the challenge, a thousand
thoughts flash across my mind. Almost every thought is centered on the ones Im answerable to. I start
finding reasons I can possibly tell for not getting through because I do not want to be looked down upon.

Starts the pre placements talk; irrespective of the company I attend, the talk makes it sound like the best
place to kick start my career. I dont think about the domain the company works with, the job atmos-
phere, the career growth, whether I will fit in or nothing for that matter. All I want is a job offer.

Each organization has a process and policy of its own for recruitment, most of them starting with the
general aptitude. Being aware of this, I start flipping through Dr. R.S. Agarwals quantitative aptitude
book. Well, for many, it is the bible for quants. With the completion of each round, I sit with anxiety of
whether I would clear it, should I continue to prepare for the next phase, should I wait or should I give
up. Fingers crossed, I sit not knowing what to expect.

If the result is positive, there is a moment of excitement and happiness which quickly fades and I get
ready for the next phase. If it is otherwise, feel dejected and will not want to face the crowd. Worse, if I
get through and my friend doesnt; worse still, if my friend gets through and I dont.

Im certain that most of you would have experienced the same. This doesnt stop with one company but
continues till the day we win the battle, when we can finally heave a sigh of relief. On that day, in no
time, a lurking happiness and abundance captivates us. The rapid thoughts of taking the big step from
being a student to a professional, the satisfaction of finding answers to numerous questions and the
sense of accomplishment; all of this in a moment.

Pause for a minute, isn't there a lot more to college life. Though placements suck most of our time and
energy its our choice to create the best memories that can last a life time. For this, the right attitude to-
wards placement is most needed. All of us have our own destiny. Some a little close while a few are at a
farther distance and has a long and windy path. But its definitely there. Most of the time It is so big that
it doesn't allow us to settle for the ordinary.

It is the final year of college life, lets make our to-do list. Stop worrying about what others think. Decide
on what is needed the most and let go what is unnecessary. Say yes to chances because it might not be
offered to you again. Even out strained friendships and create new bonds. It is indeed essential to stay
focused but getting over-worked without a plan will lead nowhere.
Tough times do not last, but tough people do. When life throws obstacles carve opportunities because
success can only be postponed and is never out-of-reach.


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By Hydhar Ali
My first month at KCT
Joining KCT was not a matter of choice. I just want everyone to keep that in mind throughout this piece.
My first day was something of a clich; nervousness, hope, the whole range of emotions that one experi-
ences on a first day somewhere new. I had preconceptions about the college, and I wasn't too keen on
studying in Coimbatore for another 4 years. Yet, even before the first day there was hope in me. Hope that
KCT would be different from all the generic institutions out there. In some ways, that hope was fulfilled.
In others, not so much. Yes, KCT was different in many ways to other colleges. No, this is not a glowing
review. I don't do those. KCT seems like a small deemed university, like a sheikh with a private fiefdom.
As I sit here, typing away in my English class (Hehe), I just keep wondering on how it's different here.
Clubs that actually function. Management that actually cares about extracurricular activities. The first
three days of college were an Engineering Immersion Boot Camp, which was useful in many ways. One,
you got to make friends with lots of serious, something which doesn't happen so often. Two, point num-
ber one is good enough for good points. The next two weeks were a bridge course. Academically, they
were useless according to me. However, I made more friends from other departments than I did during
the boot camp! And now, I've been in my permanent class for about three weeks. So far, it's been good.
New friends, new teachers, and it's all mostly been nice. All I can say is, I hope these next 4 years are like
my first month here.
By Ranganathan
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Will on Wheels a champions tale.
The fact that Arjuna Awardee Deepa Malik defied all odds seems like an understate-
ment. Ms.Malik was here at KCT on Wednesday to share her life story. Her charismatic smile
and persona touched a chord with the audience as the athlete began retelling the experiences
that made her into the champion she is today. No wonder the hall was packed with eager faces
students and staff alike. To all those who missed out on Ms.Maliks inspirational speech,
read on and feel the surge of confidence within you.
Ms. Deepa Malik was a determined person right from her childhood. She enthusiastically nar-
rates about her early life and the lessons she learnt back then. She was diagnosed of having a
tumor in her spine at the age of 5. She had to undergo a surgery and suffer numerous post-
surgery medications. All these took a toll on her and she had to put a hold on her education.
She was fixed with rigid jackets to hold her spine in position and she had to wear metal clamps
to help her stabilize her foot. I hated going to school with all those funny-looking clamps, she
says. Yet, she re-learnt everything, starting right from how to walk. Her will power improved
her health conditions drastically. She was not only able to walk but also train herself to be a
good athlete. Even as a kid, she had great fascination for wheels, especially bikes. She had
learnt all the stunts on a bike by asking random bikers on road to lend their bikes for a ride.
Once her dad found out about this, she was grounded and she was packed off to her grandpar-
ents village. There, her fascination extended to the tractors used on the farmlands and the
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biker! Being an outdoor person, she had a keen interest on sports. She had joined her college basket-
ball team and turned out to be one of the fittest girls in her college. Every morning she used to wake up
early and exercise and practice basketball. While doing so, one fine day she happened to meet the love
of her life. She narrates her love story with a broad smile and an excited face. While practicing, she had
come across a man riding his motorcycle and her curiosity made her ask him for a ride. He was amused
and criticized her that it was not a bicycle. She challenged him that she would teach him the stunts. She
also added that she would marry any guy who will give her a bike. The man, none other than Mr. Bikram
Singh was amazed at her spirit and approached her father about their marriage. The elated family ex-
tended a warm welcome to him and accepted the proposal. Ms. Deepas father treated the groom with
medical records of her final surgery. He told him that if you know about the well-fit Deepa now, you must
definitely know about the Deepa back then. Mr. Bikram was even more amazed to have a girl who un-
derwent such a transition in her life as his wife!
Life was bliss for the Maliks as they had two daughters and everything was just perfect until one day.
After nearly a decade of marriage, Ms. Deepa was again diagnosed with a spinal tumor that made walk-
ing impossible 15 years ago. She had a weeks time to prepare herself for the lifelong paralysis chest
down. She wrote a letter to her husband, Bikram, which was more like a will, with things like how she
wanted her daughters to be brought up just in case. Deepa underwent the surgery while Bikram was
fighting for our country in Kargil. Both survived.
Deepa always believed that negativity that came from people around, whom she met on a daily basis,
were the sources of inspiration for her to achieve what she could today. People empathized, sympa-
thized and pitied Deepa, which is when she decided to start something on her own. Dees place is one
such venture, which she opened for the people around her locality. Its a small restaurant which initially
had the Army menu cooked by the retired Army cook. It went on to become a success and many Army
bikers would visit the place, which is when she found her love for wheels again. Deepa won the Swava-
lamban Puraskar, an award for self-reliance, given by a Pune NGO to individuals who, despite various
disabilities, remain FINANCIALLY independent.
During one such visit of a biker to Dees place, she learnt that bikes can be customized for any needs.
She wrote to the Kaulson Racing Products, Delhi, convinced them after an 8 hour long talk about the
need for a special four wheeler all terrain motorcycle. Since then, Deepa has participated in several mo-
torcycle and car rallies, even driven in the dangerous and backbreaking Ladakh terrain in a specially
modified SUV. She was also featured in Indias top bikers TV show MTV Roadies for her love for
wheels, which allowed her to take part in many more rallies that created awareness on a large scale.
Deepawas optimistic about her daughters to participate in sports. During one of the times when she
wanted her younger daughter, Ambika to get over her fear of swimming, she had to get into the water
herself to show her that it isnt that daunting too. Thats when she realized that she could still swim. De-
lighted, she began to swim regularly, found a coach and went on to winning several awards. She also
got interested in javelin and shot-put during this time.
In 2007, she was qualified for the International Wheelchair and Amputee Sports (IWAS) in Taipei. She
dint win but that did not stop her from training. She then went on to win a shot-put bronze medal at
IWAS 2009, held in Bengaluru. That encouraged her to move to the 2010 Commonwealth Games in
Delhi, where she finished sixth. She has swum a full kilometre against the current in the Yamuna before
settling in Delhi for good. In 2011, she won a silver medal for shot-put at the Internation-
al Paralympic Committee Athletics World Championships, in New Zealand, andamong other achieve-
mentsbagged a GOLD each for the discus and javelin at the Malaysian Open Para Athletics Cham-
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In August 2012, she received the Arjuna Award for her achievements in track and field. She has also en-
tered the Limca book of records for feats in swimming, biking and rallying.
Currently, she is a member of the working group in the formulation of twelfth five year plan {2012-2017}
on sports and physical education as nominated by the planning commission HRD division on behalf of
sports ministry. She is on the mission to create many more Deepa Maliks in the years to come through her
motivational talks around the country.
With utmost grit and determination she has proved that she is more than the labels that were given to
her by the society, shattered the stereotype, and broke every record that people thought can never be
broken. Today Ms. Deepa Malik has achieved all that she wanted to and at times even more. Her mes-
sage to the students was simple yet effective. There is a dormant strength in each one of us that is
awaiting a challenge, an opportunity and a platform, she says. Her pleasant smile, positive attitude and
contagious will power made every listener think and rethink. Whats next KCT?

- DIVYAKANNIKA ARJUNAN,MYTHILI VISWANATH,SWETHA SHANMUGAM,
HARSHINI INFANTA
Think tank #kct
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ThIS happened to me.
#1
We would have been, maybe in our 5
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or 6
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grade when tsunami happened in the year 2004. So obvi-
ously we still remember all the incidents and occurrences. Well the catch is we know the part of story
that happened at the location. But how many of us know what happened on the side opposite to it?? Ev-
er thought about it?? Thats exactly what this narration is about, by a guy who was vacationing at Goa
then, the opposite coastline of Chennai.
He was on a family tour of around 10 members at Goa. During the morning of the tsunami day, precise-
ly during the time of the calamity, he and his group of friends were actually having fun surfing. Do note,
what follows from here happened in just 10mins. As they were surfing, they suddenly realized that the
water edge was actually going in at a slow pace. Being kids, they couldnt figure out what was wrong so
they started moving forward too. Forward and forward. They had gone almost 5meters from the origi-
nal edge when his panicked father called out for them to stop. And from their location the water was still
receding that they actually saw few corals and under-water reefs. Confused as to what was happening,
they had started moving back when they heard a shriek from his mom yelling for them to run fast, her
eyes fixed beyond them. A side glance by him gave him the shock of a lifetime. The receded water was
now expanding with such a force and magnitude; it was a matter of seconds that actually saved him
from being swept away with the wave. None could explain what they had just witnessed. On returning
to their cars, each mobile displayed at least 50 missed calls. A call back, totally explained the weird oc-
currence.
Well I am partly happy for having experienced it and still be alive to narrate it, is what he quoted!
And I dont disagree. Truly an adventure!!!
Happened to Mohan Kumar
#2
This interview was one of an experience to me. You will understand why during this read.

Till the interview, I had no clue that a person could actually feel all the worldly emotions in just a
month. Pre-final years, beware!! So yeah, if you havent still guessed, our guy is a final-year student.

Before I narrate, since the experience was more of an emotional impact rather than the content impact, I
would like to entwine both mine and his emotions through out.
Few days before the first company was due, he was in a state where he was totally out-of-place due to
some rough situations back home. The feeling of rage and anger that came out of helplessness made him
do coding for 3 long days, continuously. C-coding, 3 days!! Im not joking and neither was he. I could
only stay shocked. On the fifth day from then, he did pass the first round giving him bags of happiness
to excel further to the last round. That was the turning-point where he couldnt do his best, which totally
changed his perception towards placements. I did feel a sense of pity, to be frank. Nobody deserves to
lose after such a preparation, yet that is life.

He went into this abyss, where nothing mattered anymore. He pathetically failed in the companies that
followed having lost all hope. I felt a twinge of sorrow for him.

Then there was another company due for which he was as usual least bothered but his friend was totally
bothered since it was his dream company. So our guy, being a good friend accompanied to work along
with him. During that he did turn few pages and the day of the test dawned. I was interested to know
what the day brought to him.
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It so turned out that his panel asked him questions for almost an hour. From every subject he has learnt
and every line of his resume. No wonder he recalled it with such exasperation. The fact was that he ac-
tually nailed the interview but the poor guy had no clue that he was walking out with the acceptance
letter that was given on his way out. His friend acknowledged it to him. Our guy was just too shocked
to respond. But I felt really happy for him, having proved finally after such a nerve-breaking month. So
yeah, there goes our guy finally placed in an MNC to his extreme satisfaction.

Actually, there is something for everyone in this article. Working hard, making your bad phase of life
into a fruitful one. Not give up at least initially, until you have tried enough. Be a good human along the
process. Make the best use of all opportunities.
Happened to Ganesh Anbalagan.
#3
Hi this is Manjari. Have you ever wondered, did this happen just to me??? . If so, it is definitely an
incident that needs to be written. Here goes one such uncommon incident
One fine day during my 6
th
STD, after school I was home-alone. I accidently slept off having locked all
the doors. My mom who came by 4 in the evening pounded at the door to wake me up, but in vain. She
had tried yelling to awaken me and when it failed, it scared her. So soon the entire neighborhood gath-
ered and it was a pandemonium. Few climbed up to the very top, removed some bricks and threw small
stones at me to wake me up. I didnt, which made my mom think I was dead and she went into a hyster-
ical cry. Then those people jumped in, unlocked the doors, and had to rub me hard to successfully
awaken me. The hug of my mom that second is still memorable. It still gives me shivers if I think about
it..!!

Happened to Kabilan.
By Manjari Parthiban
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SOCIETY.
A MORNING WITH FLOWERS.
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By Aashish Gundesha
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Thoonga Nagaram-Madurai

There is nothing, which makes one happy when writing about the fun and places special in their own hometown- by
now you may have judged what is this article about- ENGA OORU,MADURAI..!
The best lines to describe Madurai are, Vanthaarai vaazha vecha ooru puyal vanthaalum asaiyaathu
paaru.The city is referred by various names like "Madurai", "Koodal", "Malligai Maanagar",
"Naanmadakoodal" and "Thirualavai"
Well, Madurai has a very ancient history ,ruled by the Pandayas, and known for its Rich Tamil period. The beautiful
city stands by the vaigai river. And presently now it is the administrative headquarters for south of Tamilnadu.
The climate in Madurai is quite humid and hot thought the year. One can easily get to Madurai as it is well connect-
ed by rail, air and road. Coming to the people, the people here sounds to be tough, but very king hearted and helpful,
they are straight; well that may sound harsh, but it is an inborn quality for us. You would be amazed to know these
persons belong to Madurai as they have shined in various fields; Vairamuthu, M.S. Subbulakshmi, T. M.
Soundararajan, Bharathiraja, Maniratnam, Ameer Sultan, Bala (director), Ramarajan, Vivek (actor), Va-
divelu ,Vijayakanth, Rukmini Devi Arundale - Founder Kalakshetra, P. T. Rajan.
The main occupations here are financing, construction, agriculture, and business. We take pride as it is the largest
city in Tamilnadu. There so many schools which impart holistic education and wonderful, colleges ;to mention a few
are American College, The Lady Doak college, Fatima College, Thiagarajar College, Madurai Kamaraj University.
The places to visit in Madurai if you had a chance to be here would be a lot ,but the major attractions are, Sree
Meenakshi Amman Temple, Thirupparankundram Murugan Temple, Gandhi Museum, Samanar Hills, Koodal
Azhagar Temple, Pazhamudhir Solai, Puthu Mandapam , Tirumalai Nayak Palace , Saint Mary's Cathedral.

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Sree Meenakshi Amman Temple, known for its wonderful architecture, religious devotees, and the beautiful sur-
rounding. Every person who enters the beautiful paradise on earth is amazed and stunned by the way the temple is
built and everything in it is science in collaboration with faith and belief. The best things you get in the city are silk,
jasmine, and the food.
Madurai holds its pride as it also contains Malls, Star Hotels, and other biggies as other fast developing cities in or-
der to be in the race of development; but the best eat outs different from other cities is the unique taste given by local
shops. If you are a lover of food , then Madurai satiates your hunger as no other city does. Cool cucumbers, giant
watermelons and jil-jil jigarthanda keep you cool in the summers whereas spicy chicken soups, pepper mushroom
soups, poriyal and aatu kaal soups can be found in every street corner in push carts to keep you warm in winter.
Madurai is a Thoonga Nagaram i.e. a city that never sleeps. Tables and chairs are set out on pavements only after 7
o clock in the evening. Steaming idlis, egg dosas, kari dosas and parottas can be had there till dawn. Not only does
the food taste heavenly here, all our senses are alerted by the clanging sounds of kothu parottas getting ready, the
soft steaming sounds of idlies, and burma idiyappams, the gentle hiss as dosas are prepared and the vibrant clangs of
varu kadalais being sauteed. The heavenly smell of biriyan that wafts through the city forces everyone to forgo their
decisions to diet. Sundal, steamed tapioca, ground nuts, kolakkattai, urundais etc... Sourashtrian keera vadai, kepa
vadai, puliyodharai and thakkali sadham, fruit salads called fruit chat is also a popular dish on the streets. Coffee,
tea, bhajjis and vadas can be eaten round the clock.Some of the famous eat outs here are : Kumar Mess, Amma
Mess, Murugan Idli Shop ,Konar Mess, Konarkadai.
Never in mind to conclude this article, as there is a lot more to say, I hope everyone at least once must vis-
it Madurai, and share your own experience. As I am sure that everyone will various and wide experienc-
es. indha mannu manakkura malligai poo namma manasa eduthu chollum.


New Beginnings,MY FIRST MONTH IN KCT.

Where there is white there is peace. Where there is green there is growth. Where there is gold there is achievement.
I walked in the green path, to see a mahal of white
With a golden kalasam on top.
For a boy who has been living in Coimbatore for the past 10 years which doesnt have monuments, palaces etc, this white structure is the only
thing that could be seen from quite a distance which is quite an eye candy.
Well, lets not get started about my love affair with math, physics and chemistry are my kryptonite.
Yes, you would understand from the previous statement that I didnt join through merit. You could also figure out that I am not a great fan of
engineering.
Frankly, I was unsure about everything. I was unsure about joining here. I was unsure about joining engineering. I couldnt help it because it
was so that Kumaraguru came in the top colleges in Tamil Nadu and what else would a student think.
Frankly, I thought that I was going to return lifeless after four years.
But still, there wasnt going to be any change in what I was going to do, so, I finally ended up here.

And there I walked in wearing formals, which I hadnt done in a very long time but felt even as everyone felt odd wearing that.
Im a very big fan of the quote Appearances are deceptive, but I guess I cannot agree in this case.
Because as beautiful as the structure is, so is the college.

Well, youd know that I would have been a man of much sorrows when I walked in but my life took a turn to a new path.

Everyone were new except a few, and I walked in to the smiling faces of teachers, staff and seniors.
And then as usual we had speeches about college etc.
We were informed by the JC that having no fun in college is a wrong doing and its discouraged. He also stated that the college was run for the
development of the country.
These particular statements among many made me see this college in a different light.
The next three days were the EIBC which was absolutely awesome.
The seniors looked upon us like friends and gave us a lot of fun which we never actually expected. It didnt even seem like a boot camp. It was
something more of an amusing camp and surprisingly we learnt a lot without a thought occurring to us that we were actually learning.

And I found another home in OSA. Its like the best place to be in college. Every event, every club discuss there and it feels so good to be a
part of your favorite clubs discussions.
Studio KCTs photos, Varnams paintings, Sahithyas competitions, LEEDs startups and Haasyas fun add such colors that you end up coming
to college every day.(Not that I plan to bunk but still.)

And every day on the bus stop I see people holding their school bag on one hand and a mini drafter on the other while I carry my laptop and
camera and I smile with a very big amount of happiness that people passing by think that Im such a fool to laugh at nothing. Pity, they dont
realize nor have experienced what Im experiencing.
After all, I ended up falling in love with this college.
And yes, Im going to end up lifeless after four years. But lifeless in bliss. :D
BY AAKASH SELVAN
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The secret of work is to relax in it. If one says that he is working a lot, it means that
he can always work more. More than his work, the thought that, "I have too much of
work! "makes the person tired. Our body can always work without stress and can
take rest by itself when required. But it is the monkey mind which asks for rest un-
necessarily. The skill to overcome this is to work with 100% involvement into what-
ever we do. Then life becomes playful and there is no sense of doership. If this in-
volvement reduces to even 99% then the play of life fully becomes a burden. So, wis-
dom is to work with 100% involvement with full presence of mind. Then work be-
comes entertainment. Whereas if one persists to say that he does a lot of work, it
shows his heights of ignorance. The very thought of hard work becomes more
stressfull than the work itself. So, people learn to take work light as spice. Do it with
full interest and it will surely turn into an adventure. This is the secret of work
The secret of work
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Story of a braveheart
#1
Hi this is Manjari. This is yet another story that made me realize how fortunate I am and taught me
more about life, including making my eyes wet.
I want to keep this article short and precise. A 7
th
STD boy, loses his mom due to a pneumonia attack,
which she acquired by travelling every weekend from Dharmapuri to Coimbatore to visit her only child.
So just imagine the mindset of the boy. But fortunately he was little bold, or decided to be bold and
started living for his father. Life then changed upside-down for him when his dad married his brothers
wife after his sudden death. The fact was, his dad had a good reason for making this decision but he
was never given a chance to explain. So there was hardly any communication between them for almost
a year. Then during his 11
th
, his dad came to him 1 day and talked to him about everything that had
gone amiss between them. His dad promised him that he would always be his first preference next to
his mom and the rest mattered only after these. That was the day he started loving his dad once again
and no wonder he still remembers that day.
He cannot forget the love his dad showed on him during his 12
th
board exams when his hand was frac-
tured. For him, his dad is his inspiration. He admires his quality of handling things in the right way and
at the right time. How well he executes the plans he makes, for his entire family including his step-
mom, half brother and half-sister. His dad gave him the freedom to choose his own career path and
promised to support him in any way possible. His dad also includes him for any decision that he makes
in his life. He proudly proclaims that, Im the first priority to my dad. What else do I need? the happi-
ness that comes from a content life was seen in his eyes.
So there goes another happy ending story.
The BraveHeart - Harish Kumar
#2
Hi this is Manjari.This is about a fellow KCTian, who has a story to tell the world thereby giving you the
feel of how lucky you are and inspire you at the same time!!

Most of us in general will have the wish to achieve something to see their parents happy. But not all will
feel it, like he does, every time he sees his dad. His dad has this problem, wherein an irritating sound
like the train-rail sound or the buzz of a bee, is being continuously ringed into your ear, due to the cut of
a nerve to the brain. Just imagine. And this lasts life-long. No treatment as of now. Sleeping pills that
have bad side effects help him sleep every day. How would you feel?? Thats exactly how he feels.My
dad does so much to us with his suffering but I have done nothing despite being healthy and having all
the resources, to quote him. No wonder he is self-motivated to earn enough, to take his dad in a flight
and tour around the world.
He earned as a newspaper-boy to manage his family through a rough patch during his summer holi-
days. His grandfather taught him life lessons and showed him the world which his dad couldnt do. He
lives by the motto Be the best or be with the best. His 3
rd
STD tuition mam was his turning point in
life, made him realize the importance of studies. He still remembers the accident he had as a child as his
saddest day. His horrible day was when he had to kneel down an entire day as a punishment at school.
He is also a quizzer and a Tamil orator.
So in a nut shell, a simple person with a hell-a-lot-of-sufferings inside yet a jovial, out-spoken on the
outside, he is truly a person to be inspired.
The BraveHearKabilan.n
by manjari parthiban
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HOBBY
noun
an activity done regularly in ones leisure time for pleasure.
her hobbies are reading and gardening Oxford dictionary.


In todays fast-paced and stressful times, indulging in a hobby is the much needed breath of fresh air. An-
ything thatinterests you or puts a smile on your face can be your hobby, and the list is almost sky high.
Lets take a look at a few shall we.? And come up with our own Hobby checklist !!
The first on my list , Arts and crafts. Well traditionally these require a certain skill to build something
from scratch and mostly are time consuming . But the payoff is a long and rewarding hobby that you can
literally enjoy for a lifetime .
The next is Reading books , articles , newspapers , your favourite fashion magazines ,biographies, blogs
(and those who are reading this , youll should totally tick that in your list ). And the thing about reading ,
you can do it from almost anywhere , and you get to know about so many new things.
Writing , J.K. Rowling , is one of the lucky ones, she got to turn her hobby , writing , into a full-time gig
and we all know what happened next. Collecting the thrill to find . We all have this one friend , or a rel-
ative who collects things , and they just do it for the love of it. (and yes, they feel so proud talking about
it ) . Be it stamps, pebbles , dolls ,pens , action figures , comic books , antiques , woof ,we can collect al-
most anything.
Gaming Games can be played with friends , in solitude , indoors , outdoors. Be it board games , com-
puter games ,puzzles . We all have enjoyed playing games. How about a tasty hobby ?Eating , it may
sound a little weird , but eating does come under the list of favourite hobbies. After all relaxing with great
food at the end of a long busy day is quiet rewarding.

By Preethi Ravishankar

synonyms:
pastime, leisure activity, leisure pursuit, leisure inter-
est, amateur inter-
est, sideline, diversion, avocation, divertissement, ent
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Ponniyin Selvan- a labour of love
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What is all the hype about, you may wonder
Kalki Krishnamurthy is a master story teller with none to surpass him. People used to wait with bated
breath for his novels serialized in Tamil weeklies for several years, just like how we wait to catch an epi-
sode of our favourite soap now. His magnum opus Ponniyin Selvan is a family-favourite.
An historical marvel contained in 5 stonking volumes, reading it evokes an array of emotions ranging
from romance to martyrdom and plays out in our minds better than any movie ever did, thanks to a God
given gift to mankind called imagination.
One of the many incredible aspects of the book is the amount of painstaking research Kalki had put in
to write the 2400-pages-long-epic. He is said to have read every piece of Sangam literature available on
the era (upon which the book has been set) and had even visited Srilanka a number of times to get the
facts right. No wonder all the effort has paid off so well a gem of a book that is every Tamil book lov-
ers delight.
It has been exactly 60 years since the book was first published. Several unsuccessful attempts had been
made to bring Ponniyin Selvan to the big screen; the last one to try was ace director Mani Ratnam.
What if the series has been marked off as a tale too grand and expensive to bring on celluloid? A talent-
ed, fiery team from Chennai-based production company SS International Live and theatre group Magic
Lantern have pulled off the incredible feat of bringing it to the Stage.
After a successful run in Chennai and Madurai, the team had landed in Coimbatore and staged three
houseful shows on 3
rd
, 4
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and 5
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of July in Corporation Kaliarangam. Some KCTians were provided
with free passes on the first day of the play. We are quite grateful that we were among them.
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What an evening it was! Unforgettable in the truest sense. To see all my favourite characters on stage
(enacted by a bunch of talented actors) with friends who were deeply involved as well, was something
that I would cherish for a lifetime. We created the same ruckus that we would do in a theatre whenever a
major character was introduced, be it Arulmozhivarman or Aditya Karikalan. The female leads in the
play have done justice to their parts and they looked ravishing indeed. The swordfights, the lovely set by
Thotta dharani, the humour interspersed dialogues all deserve a special mention!
Vandhiyadevans character appeared a
bit more flirtatious than it did in the book
but the audience seemed to love him!
Though I personally rue Manimegalais
omission, the play is an astounding dis-
play of hardwork and creativity in little
under four hours. The biggest Ah mo-
ment in the play was the entry of
an elephant and yes, it sure had its share
of screen space (and claps)!!




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SS International Live
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By Swetha Shanmugam
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CELEBRATING WORLD
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PHOTOGRAPHY DAY
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TICKET TO PEACE
Just the name of my home town on the bus made me smile like crazy. Three years of life at hostel
had taught me the meaning of heaven, it is home.
The next thing I always do after I settle in my seat was to call home.
Yes, Ma. I got a comfortable seat. I will be there by 5:30 if at all the driver did not stall the bus too much
for his dinner.
Okay, how many of you travelling together?
I think the capacity of the bus is 50 plus and it should be full before we start. I grinned knowing fully
well that this was not what she was asking.
I asked you if you have some girls from your hostel travelling with you.
No Ma. I am on my own.
But why? The risks are too much when you are all on your own. If you had people you know they might
give you company and will be of help if at all things go wrong, how many times to tell you?.
Ma, there is no such thing as things going wrong, I will reach home all and whole as the day breaks
tomorrow.
Hmmm, seems like you have grown up and not going to listen to me anymore. Be safe that is all I can
say.
Sure, Ma. Pass the information to Appa. The call ended.
Why do I travel alone home? She always asked me. And I always asked her back Why should I not? It
irritated her, mostly made her afraid for me. The media gave her enough news feed of the ruthless ways
girls and women were raped. But to me it was mostly the thrill and the freedom travelling alone gave me-
it was an adventure in its own right, essentially an affordable one unlike trekking and skiing. There was
fear, of course, but it seemed like I believed in the goodness of humans even more!
I was not the only girl though, two girls had occupied the seats beside me, heading home like myself I
guessed by the big bags they were carrying which had them gasping.
As soon as they caught their breath, they lost it again! The reason this time however was a handsome
looking boy crossing us. One of them commented, Handsome boys are good for the eyes. But they are
not as good to the nose I thought, as the powerful scent he used choked me.
Then, I lost my thoughts to the bus stand buzz- the conductors recitals of places en-route, the shop ven-
dors luring in customers and the hustle-bustle of the passenger population as such along with the blaring
horns, the bright lights,from the shops as well as the vehicles that robbed the night time of it quiet
and darkness.
Of the noise, I tuned in to the announcements that were being made through the public address system. It
warned every passenger of theft hinting that any of the co-passengers could be a potential robber! Slight-
ly feeling unsettled about it I zipped my cell phone into the innermost counters of my bag and shot a side
ward glance towards the girls sitting beside me, for assurance. That is the thing about travelling alone,
my safety becomes my own responsibility. My intuition, the only thing I could rely upon had me take the
steely resolve of trying my best not to sleep to avoid anything undesired.
Along with the start of my battle against sleep, the bus too began its journey, inching slowly at first and
then gathering momentum, not too much though.
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The winds gushed in through the window with its violent whispering and spilt into directions as it
washed through me. It appeared to me that the moon followed and it did so to give me a celestial compa-
ny! That very thought gave me a childish strength against my growing fears about the hours of travel
alone! I wondered how dry life would be if we dint have such abilities to believe in things that can never
be backed up by logic!
The girls next to me had their headsets plugged to their ears, the volume extremely high so high that the
headsets were not serving their purpose. I had to signal them when the conductor had come to collect the
tickets. Their obsession with their smart-phones gave no room for me to start any conversation with them.
So I shut my eyes, listened to the winds and got lost in the myriad of my thoughts-voices inside my head,
only sometimes opening my eyes to ensure I dont fall asleep and to keep track of things around.
The lights would go off soon, so for an apparent assurance of my own security I strained my neck to sur-
vey the entire bus. The sad news was the number of women passenger was meagre. To give myself posi-
tive affirmations and to pass time (without sleeping, of course) I studied my co-passengers. Most men-the
old ones who snored(the background score) all night andI could make out that younger ones who trav-
elled for business reasons as I had brief spells of laughter(the comedy) listening to the broken Indian-ized
English in which they reported the events of the day to their bosses and others like me were travelling
back home from their hostels and a few young couples-they were a regular feature and I learnt to know
where the murmurs or swishes and swashes came from-it made up for the romance factor of the travel!
I checked my watch the movi(ng) of the travel was to continue for 8 more hours.
For the rest of my time, I just stared out of the window into the darkness; the moon was still on my trail.
Lorries drove past us, luxury buses zoomed with a violent buzz, its passengers unaware of most of the
difficulties travelling long distance in an ordinary bus would present, all these comforts in exchange for
the big fare they demand. MONEY bridged the distance between the wants and the haves, doesnt
it?
The bus was now out of town and the lights went out, fear and ignorance wrapped me, for I felt more un-
guarded and more vulnerable to men who were inclined to attempt any form of physical abuse for now
they had the blanket of anonymity.
For women and girls like me who could not afford to be pampered with the luxuries of posh travel, there
existed several levels of exploitation, ranging from obnoxious comments, piercing glances to physical con-
tacts that made us feel shameful and degraded.
A prayer kept ringing in my mind non-stop to all the 33 million gods (and counting) that Indians believed
to save me from any mishap in this travel. The idea of God is one of the best antidotes to fear mankind
as invented, so it eventually helped me feel better and I let sleep win the battle.
I jolted to consciousness as the bus screeched to a halt at the tea point. The conductor, the driver and the
men who were in the bus got down to have tea or just to stretch and heal themselves of the cramps caused
by the travel, the ladies however did not get down, it was a rule that was followed every time I was on
travel. I dint well understand the reason but followed suite, though I wished I could have a chance to
change my posture and relax my muscles. I just wore my spectacles and watched the people at the tea
shop. It seemed like profitable business happening there as more buses halted to have tea.
Slowly my attention drifted to the construction site beside the tea point. I am sure I heard her anklets that chimed a little too
much. But soon I realized I was not the only person who noticed her. The yellow sari that wrapped hercontrasted the dark-
ness of the night and it had a sensuous tinge to it as she walked exhibiting her womanly distinctions

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The dark lady settled on the heap of sand and inviting attention. It was odd for a normal lady to be-
have that way. Everything about her that registered in my observation re-organized in my mind, and I let
out a low cry, O my god!, as it dawned on me that I was watching a sex-worker! Feeling shaken on the
revelation, I thought with disgust and rage on how the woman was keen on capitalising on her sexuality,
more rage built when it dawned on me as to the acute poverty that would have pushed her do this, for
this cannot be anybodys first choice. The bus started again, I saw her being accompanied by a man out of
sight. The conclusion that the one-night-sex will buy her and maybe her kids some more days of surviv-
al helped me to subside the high emotions I felt. The engine of the bus pulled on and I tried to put out the
image of the woman out of my mind. Money had the power to make people do anything for it- it wasdis-
heartening to accept that.Sleep rescued me from the inconvenience.
When my body registered a drop in the temperature I became excited for it was the signal that I will be
home in less than an hour. I managed to be awake till the bus parked at the station and I was gleaming as
I was to set foot on the grounds of my home town, feeling as triumphant as Neil Armstrong when he
landed on the moon, for it was a feat for me to land home safe, my virginity uncompromised and definite-
ly out of danger! And I blew a thank you to the gods who seemed to have heard my prayers and all
those decent men who had abided by the Indian pledge of All Indians are my brothers and SISTERS.
I informed home of my arrival and waited for one of them to come and accompany home. There was a
considerable distance between the bus stand and my home, so it took some time for my Appa to come and
pick me up. Meantime, I could feel the let-me-check-out glances and stares from the men around. In the
initial stages of my womanhood, I had thought of these glances as appreciations of the beauty that be-
longed to the young woman blooming into myself. Later I understood the truth of it. So I avoid any
chance of invitingthose, but it seemed impossible because they set their expectations at the bare minimum
- womanhood, a fact that I cannot abandon or hide. Their stares were at times so intensive that a girl
might as well feel naked herself. It seemed to me that the rationale behind the reduction in the layers of
clothing women wore was partly because of global warming and partly because men made her feel un-
comfortable whatever the case maybe (so what is the point?!). Though it was a funny observation, a sad
truth was hidden in it- men have not yet learnt to respect the other half of humanity even after all these
years. It was rage and a pity that their sexual interests took over their common sense so easily.
I saw my Appa waving at me and we were home in minutes.Appawas starting for work, so we had a quick
conversation, a ritual for three years now.
How was the travel? Any problems?
Thank goodness! Not a single one! Even if I had one, I never elaborated because first place there is no
much use other than he getting all worried and helpless.
GoodJ get some sleep. Will talk to you once I get home back.
SureJ
The door slammed and it announced that he was gone to work.
He is gone?
Yes, you heard it.
You know Renu, I am telling you this considering you as my friend.
I knew instantly that I was up to take up my peace-maker role.
I am your friend Ma. Go ahead.
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It is getting really difficult to get along with your father.We will be celebrating his 50
th
birthday soon and
still he has not learnt how to be patient and act calm.
Ma, what has age got to do with patience? Do you think you are the way your age indicates you to
be?
Absolutely.
Fine, do you think others think about you the same way?
Of course.
Well I DONT.
Why ? Her voice was becoming sterner.
Because you are complaining to me like a five year old child.
Renu, I told you I am sharing this with you as I would to my friend.
It makes no difference whether you complain to your friend or to your daughter. I dared not to let out a
chuckle.
Yes, I now understand it fully well, it makes NO DIFFERENCE whom I share it with! Nothing is going to
change. I have got to tolerate all the non-sense. She had gone red with anger.
I did not mean that Ma. I just wanted to convey that age is just a number and ageing does not necessarily
translate into any significant changes in ones behaviour or character. I see it happening in me. I am 21 and
you think I feel any different than I did 10 years back?
She allowed me to go on.
Well, actually the difference is only marginal. You know it. As a matter of fact, I thought what a 21 year
old must do when I was 10 years old, but now I am completely clueless and you know that too.
But Renu dear, I am not expecting your father to become an enlightened being. I just wish he learns to be
more patient and not lose his temper and shout at me. I am growing old as well and I cant be perfect and I
feel so humiliated every time he makes a face even in the public. How much more compromising should
you think I should be on my self-respect?
I understand totally. What I want you to understand is it is futile to wait for such a time when Appa is
going to be a very calm and patient person. It may not happen in the next 100 years. But he loves us and
we understand that and we got to love him as he is and stop waiting for him to become something he
might not turn out to be!
My mom was fighting back tears.
I dont mean to say you got to compromise your self-respect. As far as I understand things, being angry
and worse not being able to control it is a weakness but on the other hand to remain silent for a better end-
ing of things is much power. And after all, you are a couple, right? He is a part of your-self, so should be a
part of your self-respect as wellJ
She smiled! Thankfully! I thought I stepped a little too much beyond my limits.
I am unable to comprehend if you are defending your dad or saying plain simple beautiful truths. But
whatever it is, you speak so beautifully my girl! Its just that I got really hurt when he shouted at me when
we were at Revathis (my aunt) house-warming ceremony in front of the whole gathering. He is good at
heart, I have known that always.
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Thats it Ma. You got the point. Come on, now get busy in preparing your unbeatable recipes so that my
taste buds can be resurrected once again.
Saying so I kissed her forehead and wiped the tears that had flooded her cheeks and she rose to get back
to work.
Sure, papa. Go and get some sleep, you should be so tired.
I thought of discussing this with Appa. But then considered it useless. It was an unwritten rule that we
changed to suit him and not the other way round, not that we are not used to it or it was difficult but just
that that it was not funny all the time. Most men become great dads but of them many fall short of making
up into good husbands how many ever marriage-years pass-our family was not an exception to this al-
most general rule! So it is a common thing, nothing to fuss about, saying so I deleted any further thought
about it.
I occupied my bed feeling blessed and content, the world didnt matter anymore, more than this piece of
earth that bore my family. Before I drifted out of consciousness I felt my mom pull over a bed sheet over
me, feeling over-whelmed with both emotion and exhaustion, I allowed my eyelids to shut.
The world is good after all!!
By Sukanya Muraleedharan

Famous quotes

Shakespeare
COINS ALWAYS MAKES SOUND
BUT CURRENCY NOTES ARE ALWAYS SILENT
SO WHEN YOUR VALUE INCREASES
KEEP YOUESELF CALM AND SILENT.

CHARLIE CHAPLIN
LIFE LAUGHS AT YOU WHEN YOU ARE UNHAPPY.
LIFE SMILES AT YOU WHEN YOU ARE HAPPY.
BUT, LIFE SALUTES YOU WHEN YOU MAKE OTHERS
HAPPY.
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ENTREPREUNERSHIP=CREATIVITY
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Meet Gaurav, a spirited KCTian who completed his Bachelors in Biotechnology this year. Gaurav is
known as the guy behind the Stand up and walk campaign against Cancer. His journey from being a
Delhi-guy-who-felt-like-an-outsider to a dynamic-person-of-sorts happened during the four years he
spent in KCT.
Certain health issues forced him to start college late. At first, he found college life tough citing the late
start and language problems. When he entered second year, things started to look better. He indebts this
to a group of seniors. He recalls, Vishnu Prasanna Kumar was the president of EDC club then. He moti-
vated and inspired me to participate in extra-curricular activities. Despite being seniors, he and few other
friends gave equal importance to me.
Gaurav believes it is very important to keep up the club culture in KCT since students from all depart-
ments get to interact and work together when organizing club events. Apparently, third year gave him
the most memorable time when he and his club-mates worked hard to expand EDC into LEED. It brought
along with it problems of lack of attendance and OD issues but he affirms that all the paper work in-
volved in those processes helped him during the days when he was busy applying to universities abroad.
When asked what could be the possible changes that could be brought into KCT, Gaurav had plenty of
sensible suggestions. Final year projects would turn out really well if students of all departments get to
collaborate.., for instance, a student of Electronics background, a student from Mechanical and one from
Biotech could come together to do a project. The results would indeed be brilliant. I guess this is being
implemented through IQube and wish more importance is given to it
He feels there should be a change in the mindset of students. Everyone irrespective of the department
should be able to contribute something valuable to the society. Each one should try to do something pur-
poseful outside the eight hour study schedule. He points out the fact that in some established universi-
ties, students are awarded credit for participating and organizing club events. He would welcome that
kind of merit in KCT.
GAURAV,THE GUY BEHIND THE CANCER AWARENESSCAMPAIGN.
STUDENT INTERVIEWS
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Gaurav is thankful to KCT for helping him prepare for the rat-race. There were many days where I had
to finish the project just before the deadline. There was a subject in our course that required us to study a
vast portion of the syllabus for an internal exam. We pleaded with our maam to reduce it but she re-
fused it saying we had to face a tougher life outside college. Though we were worried, we did the exams
well. KCT has two internals a day system. Though it makes life difficult in the first year, the change hap-
pens in less than two years; when you find in spite of the amount of work getting doubled, you are still
prepared for it. All these may sound like trivial things but when you go outside KCT, you might find a
world that is very hostile. I never used to agree with the exam culture in our college but thanks to it, I
now realize Im better off than others.
Gaurav also wishes for something to never ever change in KCTs atmosphere. It is the Four Corner cul-
ture. He feels it is part of the College and holds the tag of being the most active place in KCT.
Now that Gaurav has completed his Bachelors, he has set clear goals for himself in the near future. He is
now going to pursue a Masters in Radiation Biology at, guess where,Oxford ! His involvement in Cancer
awareness campaigns has gradually led him to opt for Oncology(Cancer-related) studies. He recalls the
time when he was an intern at KMCH hospital, Coimbatore in the Radiation and Oncology department.
He felt shocked when he learnt that lack of basic awareness was the reason why cancer patients grew in
number. He felt that it was his duty to do something for this cause especially after he saw a girl his sis-
ters age being treated for leukemia. He intends to continue his work tackling cancer after he finishes his
Masters. We wish the good Samaritan all the very best!
By Swetha
GITANJALI,THE KARATE KID.
GITANJALI IS AN OUTWARD, ENERGETIC, ADVENTUROUS, FRIENDLY, INQUISITIVE, EASY TO
GO AND AN ENLIGHTENING BRAVE PERSON.SHE LOVES SPORTS AND SHE HAS ALSO WON
THE SPORTS PERSON OF THE YEAR AWARD.SHE IS A BLACK BELT HOLDER IN KARATE AND
SHE IS EXCEPTIONALLY AN AMAZING PERSON.
SHE WAS FORCED TO TAKE UP CIVIL ENGINEERING IN KCT.SHE FEELS THAT KNOWING OR
UNKNOWINGLY SHE WAS DESTINED TO BE HERE TO EXPERIENCE A WONDERFUL TRANS-
FORMATION.HER COUNSELLING CUT OFF BROUGHT HER TO KCT AND LATER ON, DURING
HER COLLEGE DAYS SHE FELT FORTUNATE TO BE A PART OF IT. AFTER SHE JOINED KCT, SHE
BECAME MORE CONFIDENT, BOLD TO FACE THE CHALLENGES THAT LIFE GAVE HER AND
SHE BECAME A GOOD DECISION MAKER.
SHE IS GRATEFUL FOR ALL THE WONDERFUL PEOPLE SHE MET AT KCT AND EVEN MORE
THE VARIOUS OPPORTUNITIES THAT KCT PROVIDED HER.THE NCC CAMP IN RAJASTHAN
WAS ONE UNFORGETTABLE EXPERIENCE FOR HER,THE INTERNATIONAL TRAINING CAMP
AT MALAYSIA,THE NATIONAL LEVEL TOURNAMENTS AND MANY OTHER AMAZING EXPE-
RIENCE HAVE BECOME A TAG OF HER HAPPINESS.
SHE STILL REMEMBERS THE DAYS WHEN WALKING ANYWHERE IN KCT SHE WOULD HEAR
A LOUD CALLHEY, KARATE KID, HEARING THIS, SHE FEELS ELATED.
SHE FEELS FORTUNATE TO BE A PART OF NAMMA CAF- KCTS FIRST STUDENT STARTUP. IT
WAS A TOTALLY DIFFERENT EXPERIENCE FOR HER, SHE FOUND NEW FRIENDS, WONDERFUL
SENIORS AND JUNIORS, LEARNT A LOT ABOUT RUNNING A BUSINESS.THE DAYS IN THE CA-
F WERE THE GOLDEN DAYS OF HER COLLEGE LIFE. THE MEETINGS, ARRANGEMENTS,
CALLS, UPS AND DOWNS IN CAF MADE HER A BETTER PERSON.
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KCT HELPED HER IN NURTURING HER DREAM OF BEING THE NATIONS PRIDE, BEING A PART
OF THE NCC GAVE HER THE CONFIDENCE TO ATTEND THE CHALLENGING INTERVIEW FOR
THE INDIAN NAVY, EXCELLING IN THE ACADEMICS AND SPORTS, HER GROWTH HAS INDEED
BEEN STEEP.
GITANJALI FEELS KCTS FOCUS HAS ALWAYS BEEN ON BUILDING GREATER AND POWERFUL
CITIZENS WHO WILL MAKE A GREATER IMPACT ON THE SOCIETY.
KCT HAS HELPED HER REALIZE HER DREAMS, GAVE HER OPPOURTUNITIES AND A LOT OF
SUPPORT AND IN RETURN SHE HAS MADE KCT PROUD.WE WISH HER GOOD LUCK WITH HER
CAREER AND HOPE THAT ONE DAY SHE WOULD MAKE THE NATION PROUD.

By Aashish Gundesha
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FUN FACTS

Three dogs survived
the sinking of the
titanic- a New
foundland,A
Pomeranian and a
Pekingese.
Even if you eat
food standing on
your head , the
food will still
end up In your
stomach.
Honey is the
safest thing to
consume as even
the most harmful
bacteria cannot
survive in it for a
long period.
City with the
most ROLLS
ROYCE per
capita is
HONG
KONG.
Frogs never
drink water ,
they only
absord it
through their
skin.
Neil
Armstrong
steppEd on
the moon
with his left
foot first.
The materials to build
the TAJ MAHAL was
brought in from
various parts of India
by a fleet of a 1000
elephants.
The bullfrog
is the only
animal that
never sleeps.
The average
human head
weighs about
3.62kg.
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An OBSTACLE AVOIDING ROBOT is one which can avoid an obstacle by using ultrasound sensor and
navigate in its own path. With a breadboard attached to the robot you can play fun within a short period
of time. One such is what we are going to discuss here. This project can teach you how a sensor can be
used to process some data.
BASIC REQUIREMENTS:
ARDUINO UNO
Ultrasonic sensor (SR 04)
2 low current motors
12v battery
What is an ARDUINO?
ARDUINO is a tool for making computers that can sense and control more of the physical world
than your desktop computer. It's an open-source physical computing platform based on a simple micro-
controller board, and a development environment for writing software for the board.







What is an Ultra sonic sensor?
Active ultrasonic sensors generate high frequency sound waves and evaluate the echo which is
received back by the sensor, measuring the time interval between sending the signal and receiving the
echo to determine the distance to an object.









A SR-04 ultrasonic module has been used here for the demo purpose. It has a power, ground and
two data pins (Trigger, Echo)

OBSTACLE- AVOIDING ROBOT
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Where to start with?
This is a simple weekend project that could be completed in less than a day following the steps given be-
low:
STEP 1:
Take an ARDUINO UNO and connect it with your PC using a data cable. ARDUINO IDE is the platform
that is used to write the codes and burn it in the microcontroller of ARDUINO. Hence, it is necessary to
have this software installed in the PC before connecting the ARDUINO UNO. You can ping through the
options available in this software before it is used.

You can find the procedure of getting started with Arduino in Windows from here : http://
blog.iqubean.in/?p=6

STEP 2:
An ARDUINO code which is written in ARDUINO IDE (Software) is shown below. Here ultrasonic sensor
reading is used to calculate the distance from the sensor to any obstacle before it and these readings are
used to control the motor.
If you are a novice you could try this simple ARDUINO IDE code which is given below.
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//ARDUINO IDE code for Obstacle detecting Robot
const int trig = 12;
const int echo = 11;
const int motorPin1 = 2;//left motor of the robot
const int motorPin1 = 3;//right motor of the robot
long duration, inches, cm;

void setup()
{
Serial.begin(9600);
pinMode(trig,OUTPUT);
pinMode(echo,INPUT);
pinMode(motorPin1, OUTPUT);
pinMode(motorPin2, OUTPUT);
}
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void loop()
{
digitalWrite(trig, LOW);
delayMicroseconds(2);
digitalWrite(trig, HIGH);
delayMicroseconds(5);
digitalWrite(trig, LOW);

duration = pulseIn(echo, HIGH);
//this returns the time duration taken
//for the ultrasonics to hit an obstacle and return

inches = duration / 74 / 2;//converts the time duration into inches
cm = duration / 29 / 2;//converts the time duration to cm

if(cm>4)//checks for the distance is greater than 4cm
//the bot forward if the condition is true
digitalWrite(motorPin1,HIGH);//Both the motors are in ON state
digitalWrite(motorPin2,HIGH);
Serial.print("No obstacle detected");
else
//the robot turns right when an obstacle is detected
digitalWrite(motorPin1,HIGH);//the left motor is in ON state
digitalWrite(motorPin2,LOW);//the right motor is in OFF state
Serial.print("Obstacle detected");
delay(100);//this delays the process by 100millisec

Serial.print(inches);
Serial.print(in, );
Serial.print(cm);
Serial.print(cm);
Serial.println();
delay(100);//this delays the code by 0.1 second and repeats the loop again
}

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You have to burn this code into the ARDUINO UNO board using the UPLOAD option.
In this code we first initialize the ultrasonic and the 2 motors with the pins in which they are connected.
Then we get an input from the ultrasonic sensor and convert the duration(time period) into cm and inches
in order to measure distance. The distance recorded is compared with 4cm (in this case) and the condition
is checked. If the condition is TRUE the two MOTORS are in high state and they roll forward. But when
the condition fails, the right motor stops rotating and the left motor continues to rotate for a specified
time period in the delay. This makes the robot to turn towards the right direction. The loop is executed
once again and the process continues and the process goes on
STEP 3:
Make the circuit connections as shown in the picture below.









This circuit is exclusively for low current motors used in toy cars. In case you use a high power DC motor,
you may need to add a Motor driver circuit. You can find more about it in blog.iqubean.in
STEP 4:
Make a trial test before you build up a chassis for the robot.
STEP 5:
Now it is ready. All you need is to build a chassis and fit these modules in the chase and experiment
yourself.
This project can be extended where the user can have three ultrasonic sensors and develop a chase
where the robot can track its own path and navigate.

By Sufian, Project Lead, iQube
Karthik R, II Year, Dept of EIE



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the air goes chill...
when I find him on my way...
even the silence give a thrill...
its him where my heart dies to stay...
it's something I feel...
for a guy who has that charm...
a spell that can heel...
any evil that could ever harm...
a dream that I cherish...
a desire to make it real...
would even love to perish...
for its my heart, he could steal...
having lost myself, I search him everywhere...
but long forgotten, he stays in a chalet...
that has blood and veins everywhere...
love would be alive as long as it throbs...
succumb to death, coz this can never happen...
will never let him know even if my heart
probes
By Ganesh Anbalagan
WORDS

The six most important words
I admit that I was wrong.
The five most important words
you did a great job.
The four most important words
what do you think?
The three most important words
could you please
The two most important words
thank you.
The least important word
I.



BY C.R.HARISH KUMAR
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Banta noticed that Santa was looking de-
pressed, and asked what was wrong.

"Well," said Santa, "I ran afoul of one of
those awkward questions women ask. Now
I'm in deep trouble at home."

"What kind of question?" asked Banta.

"My wife asked me if I would still love her
when she gets old, fat and wrinkly."

"That's easy," said Banta. "You just say
'Of course I will'."

"Yeah," said Santa, "That's what I did, ex-
cept I said 'Of course I DO...'"
Santa applied for the job of night security guard at
the factory.

The boss looked him over carefully.

"The sort of person we need for this job," said the
boss finally, "is tough fearless, aggressive, suspi-
cious, distrustful, always on the lookout for trou-
ble and constantly ready to flare into violence.
Quite frankly, you don't seem to fit the bill.

"Oh. that is all right," explained Santa. "I HAVE
ONLY COME TO APPLY FOR THE JOB ON BE-
HALF OF MY WIFE."
Santa was spending some of his hard-
earned cash on a luxury cruise and was given
a table with a Frenchman.

At their first meal together, the Frenchman
said, "Bon appetit!"

Before the next meal commenced
the performance was repeated.

"Bon appetit," said the Frenchman.

"Santa Ji," replied Santa.

After this had happened at every meal for
three days, Santa was getting fed up, and told
a fellow traveller about it.

"He tells me his name is Bon Appetit and I tell
him my name is Santa, and then at the next
meal, we start all over again."

The fellow traveller laughed and explained to
Santa that the Frenchman was not introduc-
ing himself and that 'Bon appetit' meant
"Good appetite", or "I hope that you enjoy your
meal!"

Santa breathed a sigh of relief on receiving
this information. Next morning, at breakfast,
Santa greeted the Frenchman, "Bon appetite."

The Frenchman nodded politely and said,
"Santa Ji."
Bon apetit.
Night shift
In trouble.
I urgently needed a few days off work, but, I
knew the Boss would not allow me to take leave.
I thought that I would do something crazy. So I
hung upside-down on the ceiling and made fun-
ny noises. Santa, my co-worker asked me what I
was doing. I told him that I was pretending to be
a light bulb so that the Boss might think I was
'Crazy' and give me a few days off.

A few minutes later the boss came into the office
and asked, "What in the name of good GOD are
you doing?"

I told him I was a light bulb.

He said, "You are clearly stressed out. Go home
and recuperate for a couple of days."

I jumped down and walked out of the office....

When my co-worker, Santa followed me, the Boss
asked him, "And where do you
think you're going?"

Santa replied, "I'm going home, too. I can't work
in the dark!"
Need a break.
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