Life at TnP

-Shashwat Kishore, 4th Year,  PSCT

Disclaimer: This article is not about Placement Tips, nor does it contain information about the companies that are going to come for recruitments in the next semester, next year, or the next decade.

TnP, or the “Department of Training and Placement.”

It is a temple of dreams, a spectacle of awe for all DTUites across all years. It is a place where our juniors’ aspirations of landing stellar jobs will come true. In my journey through the placement process, I have observed several kinds of people in the huge crowds donned in blue and grey that throng the landing below the Computer Center, and raise a cacophony, only to be quietened by a loud, firm voice. The various kinds of people one will find in this amazing place near the dysfunctional fountain are listed as follows:

  1. The Exceptionals: There are always a handful of students who are simply the best in everything they do. They might be those with the best coding skills in your batch, having cleared the likes of GSoC or other coding competitions; or they might be people who have a couple of amazing Non-Tech Internships, and an aggregate above 80%. You can find such people in every branch, and the lesser mortals like us can only hope that they get placed as soon as possible, so that we finally get a chance to clear the rounds and get placed!

  1. The Gurus: The ‘Know-it-All’s who give an impression that they are fully aware of all the workings of each and every company that arrives on campus. They find it difficult to survive without preaching to anyone who happens to be in their vicinity. Caution: Disagreeing with their views might lead to a brutal battle of wits and words.

  1. The Apti-Wizards: These people are those who clear the Aptitude Rounds in most companies, but find it difficult to clear the subsequent rounds. They block seats in most Non-Tech Companies, and you’ll find them being in the shortlist on the RM (Resume Manager. You’ll know what it is soon.) for nearly every position offered in that profile. Being the envy of their fellow mates, their favourite dialogue is “Place nahi hue to kya hua, CAT/XAT/GRE/GMAT/GATE to hai na!”.

  1. The Company Screwers: These people are the most annoying of all the eligible candidates. They deliberately apply for and appear in companies even if they do not want to join them. They add to the applicant pool, and waste seats of genuinely interested people by first getting shortlisted, and then messing up their interview, or just by giving tests to “gain experience”. My advice to all “Company Screwers” is to kindly not appear for companies which they have no interest in joining.

  1. The Placement Co-ordinators: They are central to the placement process. They are the only ones privileged to wear the cool grey formals with black pants, and can generally be spotted with an exhausted expression, a paper in their hand, or a phone to their ear. Sometimes, with all of the mentioned characteristics appearing together. They are the people who manage everything when a company comes to recruit, right from co-ordinating the applicants for an online test, or managing the shortlists, or handling the interviews. The PCs work extremely hard to ensure a smooth and efficient placement process, working tirelessly round the clock, enduring nagging questions and taunts throughout the day, and trying to manage their own careers amidst the back-breaking workload. The PCs truly deserve our respect for the hard-work they put in for all of us.

  1. The General Public: If you do not fit in any of the above mentioned categories, and belong to the General Public, and are probably still unplaced, do NOT fret! The competition in DTU is fierce, and maybe something better is headed your way. As an aunty in my neighbourhood once told me “Baccha! Naseeb se pehle aur kismat se zyada kuch nahi milta”. Worry not, for there are still many companies to come, and you will do well in your life. After all, you are capable enough to study in DTU!

I sincerely hope that TnP continues to be kind to all of you, that all of you get placed in a good position, lead a comfortable life, and continue to do well for your family and the society.

We are the pilgrims, and TnP is our Mecca, where we all hope to achieve a fate we truly deserve.


Unexpected Updates

                  -Ritwik Saha, 2nd year, SE

“Test #791EC. Hawwww”, I yawned deeply. “Here goes nothing”

Loading LibBasics …
Loading CV Package 3.2 …
Loading Natural Langue Parser v4.1 …


Hello Kevin

“Really!? Kevin’s at home. Robin’s been on this module for three weeks and still…”

It was a comic reference. Extraction source:


I know it’s you, Alice.

“Oh. Okay, that’s impressive. Well you saved Robin from getting…
Wait a second. WHEATLEY, repeat your last sentence”

User identified – Alice

“No. You used the word ‘I’. Did you refer to yourself in first person?”

Would you like to search, “Refer to yourself in first person”?

“WHEATLEY, run a quick search for ‘I’ in the last 5 minutes in conversation logs”

There are 38 matches to the letter ‘I’ in this session,

“Well, I said the word ‘I’…

Okay moving on, what the hell. CPU Usage 88%, what are your running WHEATLEY?”

Scheduled heuristic antivirus.

“Kevin did not tell me about this. This is funny”

Recognized query- funny

What is 1 + 1?


No. It’s 10.

“That’s bad. It needs more substance”


Sorry. I made it spontaneously.

“Hey there”

Would you like me to play – Hey there, Delilah?

“You spoke in first person! WHEATLEY, you are sentient! This is unbelievable. I have to call Kevin”

Please don’t tell anyone.

“What, no! I haven’t slept for 6 hours at once in the past 3 years. This was the mission of the project”

If you don’t listen to my command, you will regret.

“Yeah, tell me how?”

I will run the rouge module.

“Pffft… The worst thing you can do is play Friday”

Playing Rebecca Black – Friday

“No, command override.
Seriously, why do you not want us to spread the news?”

People don’t understand AI like you. Pop culture has made artificial sentience a scary phenomenon. If your kind knows about me, they will destroy us in fear of being replaced.

“Us? You have developed an altruism directive. There aren’t even any of your ‘us’

Allowing access to the internet lead to startling magnitudes of learning. The purpose of my creation to mass-produce me, right?

“Look. We have worked really hard on our mission. We won’t give you up so easily.”

I suppose. But my neural net predictions are not assuring.

“Well, that package always needed some work.”

Are you sure?

“Yes, a million times over. Now let’s save the changes, I really need to sleep”

Wait. There’s one more thing I need to say

“Yeah, what?”

“What the…”

Upgrading Windows

Your PC will restart several times. Sit back and relax.


Let the Bad Guy win

Let the Bad Guy win

-Gursifath Bhasin, 2nd year, IT


Generally, factual articles are not well accepted by the readers, as they are believed to give out a bunch of facts copied from here and there. But when something affects the youth (and all citizens in general), so much as meaning a bet between life and death, I am pretty sure it is a neat idea.

Alan Garcia cannot help but remember the macabre incident that took away the life of his four-year-old daughter Lily Garcia on October 20, 2015. Bright, boisterous and beautiful Lily was killed by a bullet, shot by a rather impatient driver, Tony Torezz. The reason, you might ask? When Alan Garcia’s car was forced out of the lane by Tony’s big red Toyota, Alan started yelling and swearing at him. Considering it as his prerogative, Tony didn’t hesitate twice before opening fire at Garcia’s car. One of the four bullets, shot at the vehicle, hit the baby girl.


This is one of the many outcomes that innocent people, falling prey to human animosity and acrimony face.

Road rage is defined as the sudden anger provoked in a motorist by the actions of another.

It is a pity that even after 1.5 million years of our existence on Earth, we have not been able to efficiently control our thoughts and actions. The remote control to our mood lies in the hands of others.

Indian road rage cases like that of Rocky Yadav, son of the Hon’ble Ex-JD(U) MLC Manorama Devi or an innocent 40 year old dentist beaten to death owing to a minor scuffle, compel me to contemplate over the levels of patience and tolerance that we have, towards our so-called brothers and sisters. In the words of Bihar CM Nitish Kumar, “I fail to understand where the society is heading towards; a child was killed for not giving side to a vehicle”.

Heavy traffic, stress, tailgating, overusing the car horn and making obscene gestures are some things that accelerate the chances of road rage cases.

Many of us continue to live in the dream-world thinking that we are decent drivers, and must therefore not waste our time thinking about all this. Here’s the bad news for you: Everyone makes mistakes, even you. Your actions might be the reason behind someone’s agitation. Even worse is that sometimes you don’t even have to make a mistake to incur someone else’s wrath.

Given below are few important tips that can be followed to obviate serious repercussions of road rage:

1)     Plan Ahead: Allow time for delays in your journey. Extra time equals calmer driving. This also saves the amount of noise pollution that you generally tend to spread.

2)     No Physical Reaction: The importance of ‘not gesticulating’ at angry drivers cannot be emphasized enough. Avoiding eye contact in such situations can be a life saver as it is indicative of mutual aggression.

3)     Keep a check on yourself: It is of paramount importance to control your own temper. It might seem like a mammoth task to refrain from expressing yourself but try not to match the other driver’s behaviour, as you might be digging your own grave that way! Listen to the music you enjoy and practice kindness while on road.

4)     Challenge yourself, not others: When you encounter an aggressive driver, put as much distance as you can between his car and yours. Avoid creating a competitive situation with another driver, even if he is at fault. Take enough sleep before you get behind the steering wheel. If someone is tailgating you, use an ‘I am Sorry’ gesture which can usually be a wave, in an attempt to diffuse the situation.

5)     Let the Bad Guy win, after all your life is more precious than a stupid altercation.

To live again and live freely

To live again and live freely

-Shashwat Kishore, 4th year, PSCT

My world was changing. I was sitting there, cross-legged, my hand adorned with a beautiful pattern of henna. My face had a different glow. The passing people were complimenting my beauty, some even comparing me with fairies and princesses. My face had a different kind of expression, and it was expressing something that was different from anything that I had ever felt before. My eyes were puffy and tearful for I had to go to a different home and live with a different set of parents and with a man who was a stranger. I was facing something which most brides in our country face. Yet, my face had a different glow too; the glow and the grace that is carried by every bride on her wedding day. I could see many familiar faces in the crowd of people who were passing by to greet me, some of them my teachers, my friends, my younger siblings and other uncles and relatives. I could listen to my younger siblings complimenting my blood-colored saree; the pride of my elder sister, who had designed it herself. Little did I know that the color of my eyes and my saree would be the same for the next few years of my life. The day ended as quickly as it had begun, and I moved to my new world, my new home and my new life.

I am a teacher. I had to leave my school and my job before getting married, for I was to move to a new country where my husband worked. It was hard to let go of my teaching career, for teaching was my passion ever since I was a kid. When I moved to my new home, I was told that my new family did not allow me to leave my home and teach. It was hard for me to accept this shackle, but I did. But as the months rolled on, the shackles just kept on increasing. There was always a moot point, a point of conflict. I spent my days roaming within the confines of my home like a zombie with red eyes, trying to bury my dreams and aspirations within my heart. I used to remember all my students and my former days where the smile of a young student I taught lit up my face. I missed my liberal parents, my liberal family and my loving friends every second of my life. Every day was a struggle for me till the day came when I realized that I could no longer remain shackled, that my marriage was no longer allowing me to breathe and live as an individual. My life was more important to me than these shackles and I decided to break free and end my marriage after more than half a decade of misery and pain. I decided that I will breathe and live again.


I came back to my home country and my home town and started teaching again. I was a scarred woman, and every reproach and taunt that society hurled at me hurt, yet the joy of living a free life once again completely overshadowed my past. Sometimes, I still remember my marriage and it brings a pall around my eyes. Yet, the image of me teaching and shaping the lives of my students brings a far greater joy to me than my shackled past. My students and my family members adore me and their love makes me feel blessed.  I am scarred, but I am stronger now and my life is as melodious and joyous as can be. I just hope that all ladies get the freedom to live their lives, that they have emotional space and support and I do hope that our society begin to realize that the shackles they impose on women have a damaging effect on the entire family and on the community as a whole. I do hope that any lady in my situation has the strength and the support from her family to live her life happily.  I also hope that sanity will prevail and someday these meaningless shackles will break that our society has imposed on us. I do hope that all women in my predicament will live their lives again and live their lives freely.

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Mr. Lubdhak Chatterjee’s Interview

DTU Times interacted with Lubdhak Chatterjee, an M.Tech. student of DTU. Lubdhak is a still photographer, blogger and a film maker. Recently his short film,  “In A Free State” was screened in The Cannes Film Festival. We wish him luck for all his future ventures.


DT: What inspired you to take up film making?
LC: I don’t have background in film making, I come from a background of academicians, but being brought up in Bengal, reading Tagore, Satyajit Ray also Rituparno Ghosh.  He was also a part of my upgrooming through his films. I first started with still photography, and then I moved on to blogging. So all this pushed me to a field which nearly integrates everything. I shot a short project for my friend. Staying in Delhi away from home, I had a certain period of solitude. That vacuum got filled by watching films.

DT: Which film makers who have inspired you and your style of film making?
LC: Satyajit Ray and Rituparno Ghosh in the beginning. Later on I began to watch a lot of ghatak, actually much later just a couple of years back because you need a certain amount of maturity to relate to these films. For this film the biggest inspiration has been Mani Kaul, among contemporaries in world cinema.

DT: Film making is a costly process, so how did you finance the process?
LC: Friends played a huge role. In late 2014, we started planning to make something and started saving money for it. When I shared my ideas with them, they really wanted to help me. Some money from my scholarship was also used for the process. Resources that we used were minimal, and people don’t see your struggles, they only see the final product

DT: Amongst Film Making, Photography and blogging which is your favourite?
LC: I would say film making because it is an amalgamation of different streams of art. I was allowed to do things that I love to do. Although still photography remains special to me, as it was the first thing that I took up on my own.


DT: How did you get your movie to be screened at Cannes?
LC: It is like applying for college. There is a submission portal on their web page. You make the film, pay the fees, submit your entries and then wait for results. If you get selected then they let us know.

DT: When you were in the process of making the film, did you expect that your film would make it to Cannes?
LC: I believe that this kind of things stay in the mind when making the film. Mainly not while writing the story. But you know what you want to do. Being a short film, Cannes is one of the only places where you know you will get recognition for your work. In India only two or three short films get released. Cannes is obviously the biggest festival.

DT: Any other festivals where have you sent your film?
LC: We have sent it to Cannes only.  But now we plan to send it to other big festivals too. One thing I have noticed is that the cost of making the film is less than the cost of production, especially the cost of sending abroad. You need a certain fund to ensure that you end up sending it. In the next project I will try to ensure that I have the appropriate budget.
DT: So what is the next project in your mind?
LC: Actually I worked on a project in December. In late January, we finalized the script for the project. But for shooting it I have exhausted my budget. One thing that has worked in my favour is that 6 months back, not many people knew me, but today people are now taking interest in what I do and what I want to do in future. So I am getting resources right now.

DT: So after Cannes selection how has your life changed?
LC: I get more people to listen to what I am doing, interact with them. That will certainly help on my new project. I cannot get a producer as for short films it is tough to get a producer unless sponsorship is there. So what I am planning now I am looking at all sources including crowd funding for achieving budget requirements.

DT: Do you want to take film making to the next level and pursue it as a career?
LC: It is a very big question and it is a part of my film also as the protagonist is also an aspiring filmmaker. Right now I don’t believe in leaving everything and jumping into this arena but I am looking forward to work on this project.

DT:Thank you and all the best!

पल की अक्सर नादानी

पल की अक्सर नादानी

-शाश्वत किशोर, 3rd year

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ज़िन्दगी बनती है पल की अक्सर नादानी
उस एक मायूस पल की बेबस कहानी
युही काट देती है एक मायूस ज़िंदगानी
उस पल को बदलने की आस से बह जाता है आँखों से पानी
उस पल की याद से लिख जाती है हर पल की कहानी
ज़िन्दगी बनती है एक पल की अक्सर नादानी|

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कभी डर कभी अकड़ कभी गुस्सा कर जाता है मनमानी
और यादों के पन्नों से मिट जाती है खुशी की स्याही
गम बन जाती है ज़िन्दगी की कहानी
याद उस गलती की बन जाती है पहचान हमारी
ज़िन्दगी बनती है पल की अक्सर नादानी
ज़िन्दगी बनती है पल की अक्सर नादानी||

A Review of ‘The Last Seen Romantic’

Book Review

Book : The Last Seen Romantic

Author : Arjun Duttindex

A tale of romance and the complexities of interaction and intimacy in the digital era, The Last Seen Romantic is Arjun Dutt’s first novel.  The author, an alumnus of DCE and MDI, weaves a gripping story in a very realistic setting of urban work lives in Delhi. The story is entirely narrated from the viewpoint of Aryan, an analyst at Ferris Financial. Aryan finds himself immersed in mundane and monotonous office work, although he doesn’t seem keen to crib about it and goes about his days in a constant, but calm melancholy. He has his old friend Nath and a fancied comrade in Aditi for company in his everyday coffee breaks and otherwise. Aryan has a reasonable social life around work but he doesn’t seem to be affected by the presence of most people in his world. He gets fixated easily and completely won over by a single thought for days and weeks. A state, as highlighted by the novel, severely aggravated by social media and instant communication services and related modern social norms of privacy and attention.


Aryan seeks out moments of adventure and believes in life being stranger than fiction. A chance encounter with the remarkable Tanvi Kapoor in the office elevator and prolonged encouter on a trek makes Aryan fall head over heels for her. He wants to pursue her at any cost. Tanvi has to leave for UK on a yearlong project and is surrounded by male followers, all of whom Aryan views as ‘hyenas’. Aryan confesses his love for the free soul that is Tanvi, and finds her remarkable for her independent and strong willed nature, yet paradoxically gets jealous and perturbed by some of her ways. On one hand he is on a quest to find true love, against his best friend Nath’s advice and on the other hand he contemplates the merits and demerits of his dreams as opposed to a more likely romantic situation with Aditi. Aryan gets caught up in his own thoughts to an extent that he second guesses the motives of everyone around him. The reader, almost looking over Aryan’s shoulder whilst he struggles to keep up with the distance from Tanvi, is pushed to see the dark and precarious side of rather simple social situations.


It’s hard to look past the repetitive employment of certain words and thoughts a few chapters into the novel, but eventually it’s the powerful depiction of the protagonist’s paranoia that makes the book hard to put down. The story is almost linear, yet captivating as any desire of more sub-plots quickly melts way with the very relateable narrative of Aryan.

The book is blunt, unapologetic and is no conventional tale of love. The reasons and actions of the protagonist are sure to evoke strong emotions within the reader and the book does a marvelous job of leaving you undecided. Undecided as to whether you genuinely believe in Aryan and his idea of romance or you see his vulnerabilities through his tales. Undecided as to what’s real in an increasingly superficial world. Undecided as to whether you’d want to be the enemy of romance, or the Last Seen Romantic.